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Defaced Reflection

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Eavesdropping is a sin—sure. But it’s a feather's weight next to plotting the death of the Šarru Rabû, Supreme Commander of the Assyrian Host. And Ninuit Mardit—daughter of the Iron Lion, flame of House Nineveh—wouldn't let a temple-bred courtesan so much as breathe near her oblivious, precious father. Alas… the priestess’s bug-eyes met hers. Caught. And then—darkness. Then light. Then voices in a dialect she didn’t know, faces like blank stone tablets, hands rough with salt and mud. She was somewhere else. And furious. These face-smoothed worms clearly didn’t know their place before her. “What?! I’m a cargo, you limp-horned son of a jackal priest?! Who are you calling a thrall, you daggerless dogspawn?!” She could swear by Ishtar's bloody veil— Everyone had lost their gods-damned minds.
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