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As Racharra approaches, Arkane again falls to his knees, chin brushing the sand with familiarity.

“They do indeed, Majesty. I could not be more grateful for the gift they have given me.” He remains as he is, head and body bowed before the Pharaoh’s other half. She commands as much respect as he, and any slight upon her is intolerable. Arkane imagines he might have felt similarly for the woman he once called wife, had she been a beast deserving of any respect.

She, too, he would have to win over.