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What could she say! Was it forbidden of her to speak of the acts perpetrated by Makono's own father? Her royal, godblood father? If the Prince was meant to know, they would know. It was not Nazli who could speak of them; but then she was there within the space with Tavina, and Makono waited outside.

Her mentor, and mother, and for a long time her best friend - Tavina - busied herself.

Nazli was not sure what to say to breach through Tavina's work. It felt silly, coming here, when she didn't feel all that bad now. When the dizziness only came and went sometimes, and the nausea wasn't too terrible.

Clearing her throat, the girl murmured: Um, I... I have been dizzy, her ears slanted towards the door, hoping whatever Tavina would say did not reach there, and hoping it was not a disturbance to either woman. This felt so silly, to be so nervous! It was nothing!

And in the mornings -- it is nothing, really, I am alright now. She straightened. It is fortunate that we have such a lovely Crown Prince, who concerns themselves with... with me, and the fellahin. Commending her friend, and then letting her voice fade to disquiet.