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A tension swiftly befalls them, the Prince’s words come stern now. A beat of heart catches in her throat- has she misspoken?

In Shuyet a noble would not have dared to present himself as anything other than fully in communion with the Gods. Indeed, the title of Pharaoh would elevate such a consort to divine intermediary between the gods and the mortals, religious harmony a chief role among their duties. Of course, this is not necessarily so in Akashingo, and especially not for a foreign Prince new to their land.

She could only hope that he might be generous enough to take pity on her half-breed mind.

“I too am still learning Akashingo's customs. Please, accept my forgivenss, Prince Thutmose,” she dips her head remorsefully, knowing well such a slip of tongue could jeopardize his vie for the Queen’s hand- and her place at Toula’s side should he seek to chastise her.