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the joy Toula feels in her heart is immense. and before she can speak further, she moves to embrace the girl—her girl—and offer a doting kiss to her brow. 
I should warn you that there will be additional responsibilities, here her eyes were bright, playful! but the words were true. laying claim to her in the way that she had meant that the Pharaoh would ensure that Racharra wed well, and that would take time to find—something she was aware of. it afforded Racharra the rare luxury of a little more time. something Toula herself had not had, last known living of her own bloodline.
she brings her arm gently around the shoulders of the young beauty and says in earnest, you have made me very happy, my Racharra of the Redsands, and with a broad smile she asks, how should you like to celebrate?