[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Deeper%20Than%20The%20Sands:%20Chapter%20One&name=prinp___.ttf&size=30&style_color=f7976a[/img][hr][@rivaan] [@Pundii] [@FantasyChic] [@Sigil] [@ONL][hr][h3][b][color=f7976a]October 4th, 1924 - 10:55 A.M. Local Time[/color][/b][/h3][hr][/center] 

	[color=f7976a][b][i]Barracks:[/i][/b][/color] The representative from the prison looked over to the Lord Major and shook his head a bit. "I am sorry sir but that is not within our..." he started, searching for the words in English. "How do you say? Cooperation? They will be taken in the vehicle that I brought for them, and escorted to the prison in such under our guards," he said rather matter-of-factly. While he was extending a courtesy to the Lord Major and the crown to come in and ask to speak with the Lord Major first, it was well within his power and within the law of the land to just take them in cuffs without warning or word and haul them off. Letting them travel back to the prison in British vehicles was beyond anything he was willing to do. 

	 "Now, let us be off. Whatever legal man you are sending, as well as any soldiers can come in a separate vehicle," he added before turning and motioning that they were on their way. 

	Aziza perked a brow slightly but looked away and over to Harry. She wasn't sure what to think of the situation but Egypt was no longer under British rule right then and many Egyptians did not take kindly to British troops still being in the city of Cairo. With Haakon and Josephine being escorted out, Aziza was not sure what to do with herself right then. She wanted to ask what was going on with the confiscated papers but she felt it was probably best not to ask right then. 

	Her mind went back to her son, the attack on her the night before, among other things. She was worried and unsure what she should do next. She had nothing to change into. Lauren was off with Lady Munn. Josephine was being escorted towards the front gate to go to the prison. All of this had made her lose her appetite. Picking up her plate she took it over to where she spotted a pile of other discarded plates and sat it down before brushing her hair out of her face. 

	Gathering a few folds of her skirt she made her way outside of the Officers area and out into the back courtyard. Making her way over the trees and beneath the shade she placed her hands on the stone wall and looked out over the Nile. Forcing her mind to the necklace and the mystery surrounding it. It was odd to want to focus on such an unknown thing but it was less emotional to her than everything else going on. Why had her and Harry's jewelry had marks appear? Why was he in her dreams? Her lips thinned as she thought back to stories she had been told by her mother when she was younger but they were all stories were they not? Just something to help a child sleep.