Lion Head Mesa Taken by the sky

Take one for herself? She was surprised again, and looked to the various offerings as if they were new to her. Each held a value to Nazli as she had been the one to chase the running bird, or discover the petrified forest, or seek the flowers and the bird whose wings she'd carefully cut free.

I... I would have no use for them, sir. She shook her head and sank back, sitting, letting her chin nearly touch her breastbone for how low she tilted herself with the bow of servitude. They are fine things each collected for the princess, after all. If I were to choose... Perhaps the dry flowers, so that she would have those most fresh and bright herself.

A calculated reply, maybe. But it was honest too.