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silvertongue felt the hungering in her rise as akavir narrowed their proximity for sliver of time. a small and breathless sound escaped her throat before she could stop it. and then she returned to herself. he went on to speak; she heard the growl lurking in the recesses of his chest and nodded once. "they are ruled by a pharaoh. he is the speaker for the gods and is seen as divine. he and his queen," silvertongue went on, turning her eyes toward akavir for a moment. "marriages are made for control. if he has a princess of brecheliant married inside akashingo to whomever he chooses, then he will press his right to their hunting grounds." and to her, but she did not add this.