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it was not satsu who humilated them, but pharaoh.
and yet jawahir saw how he pushed pieces around a table to suit him. it was an aspect they knew well. perhaps it was only the sting of his coldness that had been so unexpected.
only one creature in akashingo held him enthralled, and it was they.
elegantly, jawahir pushed away from maggie's quiet form and moved in the direction indicated. when they returned it was with leaves, twigs, wrapped things. jawahir, who had carried all they were able, set these objects near satsu and stepped back.
i will leave now. they saw how satsu moved closer to the pale man, and said no more before they set off across the red sands.