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the princess had gone into heat.

her scent was redolent within the palace and no doubt had turned the head of any man divine or otherwise. the evening was cool. tavina strode down the hallway, fellahin in tow bearing meals. she hardly asked for entry before bowing herself into the chambers of prince @Charles.

she had asked @Gucci to escort @Lilitu here quite soon. as he was not only meant to be married but miniscule, she thought the danger of unexpected conception was rather slim, though from time to time she glanced into the corridor, searching for them.

"your highness," she murmured, wondering if the coyote-blood man was even able to be roused toward anger, "neb gucci and i thought it a fine night to join you for a meal. i wanted to bring you news of the outside world."

inside her jaw was tucked a rolled leaf with a particularly lush mushroom, dried and powdered. 

an encouragement, pharaoh had called it.