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Let me introduce you, drawled the hebsut as they approached, appearing from around the corner they had previously disappeared to. The girl's question had rung out and it brought a smirk to Jawahir's features.

They motioned to the royal chambers and then noticed Belen nearby, and indicated with another motion that she could join them also - but to hurry along either way.

Once everyone was situated inside the chamber properly, Jawahir paused briefly at the door as Ramesses made his own approach; he had been hot on the jewel's heels.

Our lord, our sun; elect of Ra -- as these words flowed from Jawahir they stepped aside to welcome him across the threshold and themselves began to move towards the throne, but only to kneel.

@Ramesses.