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another calling for the pack to meet a child toward which pharaoh would never be properly inclined.
he followed with a lighter step than before, less dour; he was scribe-aspirant, and with this, he felt Amun's face shine pleasingly upon him. also, this was a pup of nyra's own; he attended more to keep her fickle favour than to see any child.
he was blessed again to see, with a jarring pleasantry, a man with full-fledged coyote features. the memory of how the creatures had always brought him a carnal comfort piqued pharaoh.
it seemed he would not be without a honeyed vision, and surreptitiously traced charles' features with a canny lapis eye, shifting focus from time to time in an elegant manner as not to be caught staring.