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makono refused.
ramesses could have pressed the order. she did not yet rule akashingo. what he chose was silence, a long and stretching sea of it.
and then the man descended his throne. he did not rise to the challenge of the crown prince, nor the separation of daughter from father which strangely pained him in its tearing.
ramesses moved to the step below makono. 
"sit."
his voice was even, not adder-sweet, not dangerous, not hardened with wrath. it was the voice of his father, of seti, a man whomst his children would never know but who now steadied ramesses. this was far more than a mere girl. it was the test of disconnection, of mistrust.
she must learn to let go of what was known.
the redstone seat sat waiting.