Lion Head Mesa Taken by the sky

She did not know what to say.

Had Tavina not warned her to be careful, as a child? To be mindful of how one reacted to those of divine blood? She had to be careful now, for He was here, in private audience.

Yes, sir. She was honest, as if that counted for anything. I know you are divine, and I am only a lowly servant, and to be so near someone like yourself, or... or the princess, I am nervous.

She watched the wares, unwilling to look upon his golden fleece, and could feel his blue eyes burning like white-hot fire in to her.

I mean all of that respectfully, my lord.