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Amon internally winced as Khyan offered his services, as Idalie bowed to the foreign ruler once he arrived, though his face remained schooled as he too bowed his head somewhat to the Pharaoh. Nephthys hasn't taught her children much in the way of interacting with other royalty, has she? He doubted the woman knew much herself, the feral Saxe never put much into diplomacy.

He waited for Safiya to address the young Horus, before he spoke to the pair (and snake, that he still thinks is a pet) with his head lowered in their own tongue. His mother tongue, eons ago. Peace to Satriya and Horus. The youngest princess of Jakten needs medicine, great one, She will die without your mercy Nyra and Jaxxon have been dragging their feet on the alliance, he knew, more accustomed to shows of force than material trade.

I am Amon, her guardian while the magic of this world keeps us from home, we are still building an alliance, yes? I have nothing of trade in return beyond promises and future favors, while my leg is as it is, but Prince Khyan and his intended, Princess Idalie, of Dragon's Dominion are willing to offer their services in exchange for her life He knew asking for help for free was a long shot, and the teenagers had already shown their eagerness and inexperience. He swapped back to english, for the children's sakes, now that the ass kissing was over. Their royal mother Pharaoh Nephthys, and Einvald Nyra have been long standing allies Sorry Vasili, she sounded more Egyptian. They have no experience in court, but they can hunt

Would the young god-king see the opportunity there, in the teenagers? A chance to spread his influence and way to further packs? Amon hoped he did, for Tyra's sake, holding back the urge to check on the pup who was slowly sinking in posture with her crutch having moved forward to kneel.