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senmut's ear flicked. he had little reason to suspect this man could offer anything, and wanted to send him away. and yet he listened to some sensation within himself, or perhaps it was only loyalty to any tribute he felt the queen deserved.

"what makes you believe we are in need of anything?" the scarlet prince of the red sand tested lightly, a challenging light aglow amid his pupils.

"what can you offer a queen?" senmut asked quietly, and though his eyes had not cooled, his humour dissolved. he would not have any of her time wasted.