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“speech”

Hatshepsut watched the other approach, and noted the tone of her tread, meeting it in turn with a cool and poised neutrality that veiled her true throughts on the matter. “Γεια σας,” the Egyptian granted softly, though she did not defer — not yet.

Instead, the woman turned her eyes unto the sea, and watched the crash of the foamed waves upon the distant shore, and thought again of the pale Pharaoh she had met among the sands. Had he given her a careful reason, Hatshepsut might have accompanied him unto his home, jaded creature as she was, but he had not, and she had not seen Ankh again — perhaps she never would. At length, the woman returned her attentions to the slim sea-worshipper, prepared to answer whatever inquiries the other might pose to her.

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