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Her second scorch season came and went and the Rasheed household carried on as usual. She had twelve scorch seasons behind her now. The Tamadeen murders had ceased, much to Master’s relief, but holy Qacirr family members were now being picked off by the Khumarah Assassins.
“It’ll be a royal Wakrime next…” Jally Cook gossiped about it with the slaves huddled eating their leftovers.
“Everyone knows a murderer can’t get through the cutthroat Cuttarrs,” Big Bulai said.
“If someone wants something that bad, anything is possible,” Jally Cook replied. She came back into the kitchen where Jakira was cleaning.
“We have a picnic to prepare, Jakira. Our Ruler Shaan is cleansing his sins in front of God on the stage in the Holy Square tomorrow. Master has hired some cushions under a shaded
