Visions Of Fire And Ice (The Petiri) - Plot & Excerpts
Ramose barely whispered the words before he realized they were a mistake. Anger boiled in Tamara’s eyes, and he could swear he saw flames burning behind that beautiful blue and gold iris. “What the hell do you mean, who am I?” “I mean,” he backtracked, “how is it you can speak ancient Egyptian?” Confusion whispered across her face before vanishing. Her back straightened. “So that was ancient Egyptian?” “Oh, come on, Tamara. It’s not like you studied it in high school. Where did you learn it?” The spark of anger burned bright again. “And, therefore, I shouldn’t know it, right? Little ol’ me couldn’t be smart enough to understand such a thing. Is that what you mean?” “You know very well that is not what I meant.” Just because he lived in a primarily Muslim nation didn’t mean he believed women were stupid. “It’s not like you could learn this from the average teacher. And not once have you said you are interested in languages. I don’t know much about you, Tamara, but what you just did shouldn’t have been possible.”
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