Luneshale Pass fifty-first

Oh shit. Naberius mouth drops, the leg of hare flopping out of it onto the sands. His orange and peach eyes slipping past Melody and onto the woman she announced and the words which came from that woman. She spoke allowed, to the crowd- she was here to take her rightful place as Pharaoh. 

Naberius eyes trail the length of her golden and silvered coat and to the face holding deeply blue eyes. Then, his head snaps into the direction of Toula who sweeps in there after among her Fellahin. Tired, she would state- clearing suggesting her sister was not in her right mind, perhaps. 

He watches his queen ever carefully as well as this newly arrived sister. He did not dance and if offered anything from the Fellahin, would offer a 'yeah yeah sure' though his people watching continued at the forefront of his interest.