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The hebsut moved close the instant she allowed it, quickly getting to work on her coat. He would gently and thoroughly comb his teeth through her fur until each section stopped turning the water brown.

The only time he stopped his task was to answer her question. The fellahin are here to serve and care for all of Akashingo and its guests, he explained. I am Sayf, a hebsut of Akashingo. I oversee and train the fellahin if needed. Sayf smiled. And for as long as you desire, I can attend to any of your needs. He could see the exhaustion in her face, just as he could tell she relaxed as soon as he took over cleaning her fur. Satisfaction and warmth washed over him at the woman's reaction.