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ramesses strolled with @Kasmut that day. 
she had remained his own. of course he had decreed this with his desires and his attitude toward her. she welcomed him in the way that he wished s—
across the way, he watched the familiar careful step of a coyote. it piqued him at once. pharaoh extended his stride, halting whatever they had been speaking of. the lotus would fit herself to him. kasmut did this quite well. 
the lord of akashingo would have spoken then to the stranger, had not he looked beyond. his gaze widened incredulously, and then stuttered into a confused irritation.
so foreign a body! ramesses stared askance at the small creature, his attention helplessly pulled from the coyote for now. "Bes lives," he said in a sing-song, wondering voice.
ramesses gathered himself to attention.
"what are the both of you doing so close to my palace?"