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Ashikaga did not know the servants names yet; there were so many of them, and to her, they were somewhat interchangeable. 

One of the fellahin came to her new quarters and said they were taking her to her father, the pharaoh. She was surprised to hear this; she rarely saw him. The princess was intrigued, and followed willingly. She could make the trip on her own, just like she could live on her own in her very own living space. She had been excited for the change, even if she did get lonely sometimes at night when she was trying to sleep. 

Ash was right on the heels of the servant when they arrived at the lake. Her father sat near the water, and she trotted over to him and took a seat. She looked up at the pharaoh, the blue of her gaze matching his. She was curious but she waited for him to speak. She was a princess, and a child at that; she had learned when to speak and when to not.