At once she paused, the low sound sending her body still and tense. Lapis gaze traveled toward the interloper, the disturber of her daydreaming; she appraised him silently, a hale man with the stamp of smoke and power upon him. The other had made no overtures of aggression toward her, and so Hatshepsut met his gaze and remained as she was, staring at him with a carefully neutral veil across her expression.
She wished to see what it was he would do; the delicate female held herself as Regent, as Amun had granted, and would not be easily swayed from her intentions. Nor would she be foolish. Careful scrutiny of the land before the man had arrived quickly taught the Egyptian of her paths away from pending danger, and her years of harsh training had remained with her.
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