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They regarded one another with equal reverence, however it was not until his princely status was revealed that Nefari found her attention towards him was fully justified. A wry smile made it's way onto her lips. "Prince Naberius," ears pricked, her tail stirred. Though plenty used to the bows of the noble-people of the steppes, there was some satisfaction in seeing a man of his standing hold her in such high regard. But she would not bow to him. The Houses that ruled the Sun and Sand had been a topic of many a late night conversation with her Sister, however the Amira had never personally paid them a visit. "May we speak again in the halls of Akashingo." 

So far from home and yet he had carved his place here as Neb; she let the thought linger as he turned to leave and her attention was once again drawn back to the mazoi.

"That would be wonderful," she leaves all but one of her servants to the watchful care of Eset as she readies herself to follow Zaahira, Toula's name at the forefront of her thoughts. Their duty to her was not yet complete, but she would tend to them past sundown once matters had been settled here.