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Sayyadina did not look long, but she spied the rain of adoration upon Jawahir and the look of satisfaction upon His glorious face. She smiled to herself, thinking how wonderful it was that their lord may be brought such pleasure by their kind. It was a blessing to serve Pharaoh, and Sayyadina was happy for Jawahir.

His attentions turned back towards the pied woman and she bowed her neck like a swan. She stood steady beneath the Emporer’s discerning gaze. Jawahir made an implication which made Sayyadina’s expression soften, but she remained silent until spoken to.