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the we'eb felt her tension. he quailed a little, ears flicking backward.

"she — too was affected, great one," senmut said in a strangled voice. he hardly dared to do what he did now, raising his gaze as far as her cheekbone.

"trust me. i am your confidant, high prince. what has happened?" 

surely she did not think him a fool. she would not allow him into her confidences if so.