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Carefully; respectfully, the woman's gaze trailed the Imperator, noting the tension within him.

Offering him a small, polite smile, Sokha chuffed. You need not feel discomfort here in my chambers, Imperator. I am a mazoi, not a fellahin. Please, sit. The tension radiating from your aura may come as a disturbance, should you stand there much longer.

Hoping that the man would accept her invitation, she focused then on his words.

I have heard talk of the investigations, yes. Feel free to ask whatever you would like. Although she had grown tired, another hour wouldn't be of harm to keep awake. She could sleep whenever this was done with, but for now, she needed to be able to answer what he would ask with proper and honest words.