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by the time the princess arrived, ramesses was sitting beside the lake.
the fellahin drifted to the trees behind the royal wolves, waiting in silence to escort ashikaga home.
ramesses looked down into the same divine blue of his own eyes.
she was thankfully silent.
"what sorts of things do you enjoy doing?" pharaoh inquired rather stiffly, as he did not know to where her speech might have advanced.