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latin consumed her tongue in private.

if she passed the eagle, she offered a greeting in it too. it felt like a power she held now. a step above the rest, another step above those in akashingo.

to see belen here broke her of these thoughts. she hardly remembered her, not enough to say how she should feel upon seeing her. perhaps that was for the best. no clouding of judgement if she had very little established feelings to go off of.

divine one — such words had not met her ears since akashingo.

she knew this was a fellahin she was speaking to — even if this was mereo's claim. she regarded her with a practiced gaze of warmth and a small, polite smile.

do you tend to mereo now? perhaps she was a gift to lighten the spirits of rigid soldiers.