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a truly arrogant young fool.

senmut only smiled a thin and dangerous line as the newcomer attempted to hold sway over akashingo, demanding audience with the queen.

offering disrespect to he himself. when harakhte pushed forward to castigate the man, senmut lifted his chin.

he fixed the lake wolf with a knowing look, and then, "mazoi." his voice held the curved edge of a scythe as he ordered the guardians of the palace to engage.

zaahira would have her pound of flesh after all. senmut did not want the man killed, nor mauled. but to taste pain, to see the proper respect and even fear at the gates of akashingo.

the royal stepped back.