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Will the new pharaoh have an audience with me? she asked. Diantha had only seen her briefly during the gathering. Otherwise, the tawny woman had only been ignored. Neglected. Forgotten. Bored.

And what of you? Do I not appeal to you? she asked. If she could have her pick of the mazoi, why not the hem, too? Not that she particularly enjoyed his company, but at least she knew he was regarded well here in Akashingo.