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the boy prince spoke. he was truly a pretty thing, made of jet and gold. more well-traveled now, with harder muscles. but the innocence was the same. pharaoh glanced between the ganymede and his stoic companion, and wondered.
he did not expect the soldier's giving way. he studied germanicus a moment, then turned his darkgem eyes to satsu. "i will take the imperator to make merry," he told her, voice softened as for a moment the rest of the world seemed to dampen beneath her light.
"we will meet the two of you in a short while for a meal." by now jawahir would have already begun to lay it out in one room or another, bearing the best of their larder to be spread before the two.
satsu need only entertain. ramesses smiled, certain he had gained control of the soldier and thereby the enthralled boy.
but he seethed with foul green to think of them; alone!