Lion Head Mesa no more listless invitations

a refusal.

nazli nodded and then waited patiently, eyes averted from the bathing nebet.

the next comment stunned the girl; she blinks owlishly with darkening eyes not quite at their adult shade; shouldn't i be looking after you?

i am a fellahin, miss. as if that answered for everything. how queer a thought, that a nebet might take fondly to their servant! but nazli was surprised and charmed.