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arsenio was in her every waking moment.

tamar did not avoid the guard. she found it desperately difficult not to lift her head several times a day as they worked alongside one another, not to raise her eyes to his own.

pharaoh would kill whomever she lay with. 

the fellahin made her way toward the alcoves where the mazoi slept, seeking the polite young wolf who satsu had so commanded. @Sakai.