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the twin princesses would be given their own rooms, or had already been. ramesses did not keep his focus upon what went on among those two. sayf oversaw most of the operations in the palace and pharaoh was content to leave the running of the innermost workings to the hebsut.
he himself had grown restless. "i am going to the lake. bring the princess @Ashikaga to me," he commanded the nearest listening servant. "carry her if she is still too weak to walk so far."
he did not care to know the strength of a child. what mattered was that thus far, her schooling with qiao, tavina, sayf, and kasmut had begun. 
girls did not need to know feast days and the names of gods, and so he did not send his daughters to plague akhtar. siptah would be pharaoh. he must have all such knowledge.
ramesses eventually stood beside the sunwarmed and sluggish waters. he looked at the serpentine curl of the waves and smiled. water restored the desert. it was a balance.