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The moment passed, prompted by Reyson's concerning tone. Nazli smiled and shook her head, oh, nothing. I suppose my mind wandered, how rude!

She looked up to the sky again and the clouds had morphed. Makono there, rather than her divine father. Shapes around her: Khaba, Senmut; nowhere did she see herself in this.

If you'd like, I could bring you dinner out here? If he wouldn't eat inside or partake in the party favors, Nazli could at least serve as a good host in other ways.