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ramesses too drank, and soon he was filled with a low warmth. "i was your servant when we first met. today you will know that my true form is pharaoh, ramesses, He Who Brings Down the Sun."
"i will make you one of the mazoi, that you may come and go freely in search of hunting or otherwise." his mouth quirked. "and as such, the fellahin will attend you — in any way you desire."
"but first, i must know if the fact there is also a queen in akashingo might diminish your desire." his lazuli gaze was pointed.