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the greek guard turned out to be a handsome and foolish man. ramesses surveyed the other with a flickering of his eyes. open judgment was in them for this the guardian to his queen, and not one he had chosen.
"where did the roman find you?" pharaoh asked in a sweetened tone. it would not do well to threaten the other — not yet.
still, he did not care for arsenio's proximity to satsu. "how is the queen ascendant today?"