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tamar closed her eyes. if anyone walked along the hallway now they would be caught.

she blinked back to herself and glanced around the corner.

satsu was with crowfeather. slate was surely there, and sihaya hovered close. sakai wandered his home, and there was a new fellahin ready to serve the royal pair.

tamar did not think they would be missed.

she gave arsenio a steady look, turning to lead him on quick paws toward the storeroom where they had once spoken. the smell of dried herbs filled the air as she ducked inside, not yet ready to face him among those hushed shadows.