The priest kneeling before her throne looked like a caged animal, frenzied eyes darting from the soldiers surrounding him, to the spears at his neck, to the base of her throne. They never quite landed on her face
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The lights drifted over her skin, trembling and waving before fading away, only to be replaced by another splash of color. In the pitch dark of the tomb, the effect was mesmerizing. Akhet didn’t notice
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