Nahla's eyes narrow, a gentle wrinkling of the nose as she grins. She had to give a giggle, as if what she had said was the silliest thing she'd heard. As if she wasn't aware of why anyone would want to leave the cruel, watchful eye of the Vizier and her ilk. 

"And [i]why[/i] would I want to leave? After all, it's comfortable here. I have a soft bed, warm meals. I have my river, I can keep myself busy with the Sultan-"

Her eyes dared to steal a glance into Ruz's as Nahla made an effort of slowly unfolding and refolding her legs. If Ruz would think her some barbarian toy, she would Be Her Dream. A pretty thing who would volunteer to give Ruz what she wanted with little more than the vague promise of stability. If Nahla was not meant to see herself in this plan, let her be guided by her desire, a thought that made the girl once again all too aware of the vial in her pocket.

"And [i]you[/i] are more luxurious than any ruby a miner could be promised. Now then, if I may be excused, I believe the Sultan would swoon if I apologized for my candor with a flower taken whilst I 'snuck out' for her."



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