Greatwater Lake But my knees are bruised, from kneelin' to you

There was an offer to help, but Khaba shook his head roughly. He would not allow it.

You are a servant no longer, Nazli. This place is different from the palace. There are not servants to do things for us — we do them for ourselves. But in this case, Khaba intended to do more to provide for her.

It is a simple, but free way of living. As long as you respect the chain of natural hierarchy, things will be easy. Was it so difficult to explain? All knew the natural way, surely. Or maybe they did not. But at least Nazli had someone to teach her; to guide her. He would not let her stray the wrong path.