Nefretiti:"Did you think my kiss was a promise of what you'll have. No, my pompous one. It was to let you know what you will not have. I could never love you."
Rameses:"Does that matter? You will be my wife. You will come to me whenever I call you, and I will enjoy that very much. Whether you enjoy it or not is your own affair... but I think you will."
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