Rosewater Oasis I desire violently—and I wait.

Vahanet. A place that seemed like an answer to her prayers. It was almost too good for Liora to believe, her eyes growing empty as he spoke. Pharaoh. The word eluded her, but by the bow of his chest and general demeanor she assumed it to be of a high rank. It would do her well to stay on his good side if his word held any truth. 

His eyes were like mirrors, reflecting her own thoughts back at her. Neither one wanted to look weak or uncertain in this scenario, and she was at a disadvantage. Standing before her, Liora had to tilt her head to maintain the eye contact she was hesitant to drop. Males had often let her down, and she feared he would be no different. Even if his interest in her made her ego grow. 

Liora, daughter of Goddess Hera," She recited her title, arrogance lacing her words. Liora had always been proud, proud of who she was and her station. Now was no different. This stranger didn't need to know she was miles from her home with no chance of returning, only that she was missed dearly. And you, Pharaoh? Her question hardly masking her curiosity.