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It is, Isana nodded, speaking with great confidence.

This was why she had come, was it not? And yet, this one seemed to keen to turn her away. Or try to.

Another soon joined them. Isana knew their face well.

Princess Toula. She greeted with doting favor. While serving the shabti, the girl had often been in company. I have been well.. But then she asked of her mother. Was the shabti not still present, she wondered? No, perhaps not. A newly enthroned pharaoh could only mean that their former partner would no longer coexist.

I regret to inform that I have not, no. I do hope she is well also, though. She meant this with sincerity. The former queen had always been kind to Isana, promising her of promotion when she proven herself further. But now, with this change, such a title may not be so near in her future.