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the man entered.

she smelled the food before he placed it down and felt the rumble of her gut, but did not move.

what could he offer her that would satisfy? she blinked, seeing beyond sayf as the fellahin looked upon her. what must he see? she had been so proud of herself to be labelled a queen, before.

drawing a long breath, satsu rose partway to her elbows. tell me of our newest fellahin, she asked, rather than commanded. she wasn't so keen on learning about belen, but the girl was not the only acquisition of late.

a healer had come also; she thought fondly of slate, of crowfeather, and then let her mind drift.