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"it is."
gone for a moment, the man with the taste of wealth still rich upon his tongue! he rolled his lazuli eyes to heaven and realized for a long while he had not felt the touch of Amun.
"i do not know what spirit is in makono. perhaps you might ask for that as well."
ramesses drew a breath. "it may be time to reassess terms of our negotiation with mereo."
to quell what he suspected was there.