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arsenio answered in greek. ramesses was not opposed to speaking it. his kohl-encircled eyes watched the guard as he spoke. he was a strongman, hired outside akashingo and placed in a post to attend satsu. very well and good, but it still did not explain why he had not been consulted.
his own smile was muted and without humour. the man was quite boisterous. he was very unlike germanicus as well, which caused the royal's suspicion to deepen.
"satsu and i are to be married. i do not need to tell you the penalty for entering her chamber or answering her charms." again, the words were light, but this time the lapis of ramesses' stare held the ice-blue of the mercenary's own.