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When she turned, he recognized her. The way she melted in to nerves was a surprise yet he did not touch upon it; it would do no good to make light of her bashfulness, so he didn't.

Yes, he answered with a sweeping step around her, giving her space, but also watching her figure without any drop in his own confidence. He moved to the water's edge but did not enter it; rather, Harakhte bowed his head over the surface and closed his eyes, as if to say a prayer. When he opened them again he looked to her.

Were you going to? What a bold thing for a hemet, to join the prince.