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the way she pulled her eyes from him was intoxicating in its simplicity. pharaoh thirsted for even remnants of the honor he had once enjoyed. he was ashamed of this, however, holding more tightly to the notion that he was owed such.
the priestess did not know her proper role;
this woman did.
appealing, though not was visceral as his attraction to the coyote-man.
"what did you make of kynareth and nyra?" he inquired, assuming she had met both of them. he certainly would not forget the first interaction he had been given with nyra.