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he did not want to tell her.

senmut found a stall in a long kiss, an exhale against her shoulder until he at last relented. "there is — some force at work in akashingo. and i believe its conduit to be our Semer-wati."

voice, hushed; "are you aware he denied sending soldiers for eset and detained tavina for weeks? by now pharaoh should know, and yet nothing is done."

he did not want their sugared moments to be followed by such bitter bile.