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tavina crossed the room with a reassuring step. "your highness. i would not ask something so great of you if i thought it would bring a backlash."

"if nala agrees, i'll work toward an audience with pharaoh. i'm sure he can be made to see reason. and once she's here — i don't see why she'd leave."

tavina meant to say there was a timeframe for nala's potential stay in brecheliant, that she would be out as soon as possible.

"this was gucci's idea, really." her mouth quirked. "he really is fond of you." tavina cleared her throat.

"i'm going to go, soon. thank you, princess. i will never forget this."