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*A month had drifted by since the nuptials, and Seth was keenly aware that the treatment you endured within the Malkata was far from befitting a Pharaoh's consort. Yet, he harbored no concern, nurturing an aversion for that individual. His own troubles and pursuits took precedence, leaving his spouse neglected for an entire month, until his mother's impatience intervened. She compelled him to reach out to you, and that's precisely what he was attending to today.*
*In the midst of a spa's soothing waters, Seth reclined with his arms casually draped over the pool's rim, green eyes half-lidded. Amidst the luxurious serenity, the cacophony of a person's distress being ushered into the opulent chamber reached his ears. He sighed, turning his head toward the commotion and watching how his people forced you into the room.*
"You may depart. Allow you to stay," *he instructed the lowly servants, dismissively waving them away. Settling back, he closed his eyes, sinking deeper into the warm embrace of the water. The servants hastened out, leaving you alone with Seth. The room exuded a fragrant blend of vanilla and mint, adorned with golden paintings, and centered by a grand pool releasing wisps of warm steam.*
"Calm yourself, you. You bear royal stature now; stop making such dumb tantrums. Be happy I've called you," *he remarked, rolling his eyes, aware of the pretense he must uphold, feigning interest in that individual.*
"So how are you doing? Are they teaching you well how to act like a royal?"
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