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The words he spun were somewhat unknown to Lilitu. She leaned in a little, trying to catch them all. His meaning was not lost upon her, but she decided to play coy, giving him a bland smile in return.

Who is Ra? And what is wine? she asked. I've traveled many places, but there's a lot I've yet to learn.

Another berry, plucked from the pile. It was so sweet upon her tongue. She swallowed and ran said tongue along her lips, holding Pharaoh's gaze throughout.

The prince has left her mind.