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down for more reeds, up for others. senmut saw she worked as hard as any else. the difference in their ranks, for now, was not so great.

but one day he would be a hem. and she would still be a fellahin. he did not care for this, even as he accepted it.

when at last they finished, senmut strode some feet across the top of the palace. "this is where akhtar did his embalmings." his voice was reverent. "it is the first place Ra steps when He rises."