Lion Head Mesa But right now, I wanna be not okay

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"the silver falcon."
satsu, dead. of course it had been poison. 
ramesses had gone to his chambers in the darkness and demanded berries. for a long time he had only stared at them. all meals were prepared by servants. who knew to what loyalty they answered?
but after a time he was too weak and addled by pain to resist. and so sokha would find the man slumped in his throne, riddled with drink and wreathed in the heavy scent of fermented fruit.
she glowed in graceful beauty.
"how will you keep this ... pestilence at bay?" he asked her in a rasping voice.