Tiye
My daughter-in-law greets us gravely at the entrance to her rooms in the North Palace. No outward sign of nervousness or apprehension touches that perfect face. Yet it is she, I know, whom we must convince before this night is over. I may have to give the word, but without her support the attempt can fail and accomplish nothing but more confusion and uncertainty for the Two Lands. We have had enough of these.
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