In the dimly lit corridors of the palace, Mutnofret moved with the silent grace of a predator stalking its prey. Her keen eyes scanned the shadows, alert for any sign of the Nubian spy rumored to have infiltrated the Pharaoh's inner circle.
The Nubian spy emerged, his eyes widening in surprise. A brief moment of recognition passed between them, their opposing loyalties hanging heavy in the air.
"Inti dalwa'ti maḥāṣir ya jāsūs nūbi." (You are cornered now, Nubian spy.)
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