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The fear... ever so clear — ever so sharp. 

Nazli knew, but she would not speak it. This could not remain. For a woman who is to serve with passion, she must show no hesitance and no timidness. 

Brows furrowing, Sokha looked to the girl with hardened concern. You tell me what is expected of you, Nazli. Tell me why you are here. What are you here to learn? You must speak it.

The maidservant would not go on in this way. The nebet would not allow it. For once in her many days, she must be firm.