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Yes, a great fortune that I do. 

Loved like a brother, Siatum would have traveled the stretch of the world as it burned for Rashepses. His heart knew no greater purpose. The prince and their gods; he was theirs. 

The princeguard listened as Rashepses shared the queen’s plans for expansion. He called it a lower kingdom. Siatum’s ear swivelled. His sunset eyes shifted to his brother’s face with sharp interest. 

Does this please you? To go to the lower kingdom. 

Siatum would travel anywhere the dark prince wished him. He believed it was beneath Rashepses to make a place in a lower kingdom. The prince of the riverlands was better than such a post. These words were held fast in his chest. 

A mazoi. The man nodded. Have there been any that stand out to you? 

A curious tilt of his chin rested his gaze on the dark man’s features.