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A low groan, and it seemed to fester with a lack of proper gratitude owed his wife. The king hooked a brow and leveled his chin over the scarlet warrior. He could see the crusted blood and stains where herbs had been affixed to opened slashes. It would be some time before true strength was returned to the jodai.

“I am pleased to hear, Khusobek. Your efforts are needed elsewhere. Muat-riya will now fall under your singular command, as Wedjat. Your voice will govern the palace. Akashingo will conceive an army within these halls. You are warrior in chief, until my sons come of age, at which point you will have the honor of training your royal princes to become generals.”

Khaemwaset and Den had been shaped for rule since before they could walk. They would be trained in arms as befits a knight, and then as tacticians as befits a Pharaoh.