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Chapter 2
I take a deep breath, strangely enjoying the smell of embalming chemicals and cleaning products. It reminds me of home and a place where I don"t have to be a Blessed Priestess all of the time, just some of it. "Ah, you must be Ankhesenamun," an older priest says as he approaches. I offer him a smile, impressed that he"s come to the conclusion himself instead of needlessly asking if that"s who I am like everyone else seems to do. "That"s me." "My notes say you"re a senior priestess," he says, checking his sheet. I nod. "And that your assistant is a senior priest." He looks at Nik, the expression on his face clearly conveying his surprise. I guess most people can put my position down to the fact I"m Blessed and not my skills, but it"s much harder to do the same with Nik, especially if t
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