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It seemed very much to Melody as if Senmut must have been born to his role; to hear otherwise was a small shock, but one she hid well. There were other things on her mind, anyway. This kingdom depends on priests and priestesses.

I will be, Melody said, her tone soft but glimmering with the embers of something that might one day turn to ambition. There was little else to say, she felt. She would help Tavina with folding as she'd offered, but Melody turned quiet after that; warm and grateful for Tavina's company, but distant. There were so many things on her mind.