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perhaps if ramesses had been more well-versed in the rounding pregnant form he might have recognized satsu's own and seen through her reticence.
as it was, the royal had been raised by nursemaids. his queen mother had remained sequestered through subsequent pregnancies. he did not have to notice and so he had not applied himself in that regard.
he enfolded satsu close. "it is the way of an empire. but blood makes poor mortar. i have ordered extra patrols of the lake to ensure that the cat will not return."
he kissed her forehead. "we should find a diversion. what might be diverting to do, satsu?"