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	[i]5:15 p.m.[/i]

Nahir did not like tardiness. In fact, she hated it. It showed lack of commitment, respect and time management. It could lead to a loss of trust and could even result in ridicule. And it was just plain rude. So when she realized the time she rushed out of “Extravagancias de Toledo” leaving Petra alone and confused as to why Nahir had rushed out in such a hurry. 

	[i]5:55 p.m. [/i]

Lady Mihna’s hammish fingers worked fast in folding and pressing the heavy fabrics into even neat pleats before tucking the saree into Nahir’s skirt. She wrapped it around Nahir’s waist twice then over her shoulder, letting the beautiful designs of Alidasthian royal seals cascade behind her back. To her side, Lady Suhasini worked on fastening the golden buttons on Nahir’s wrists and made sure the sleeves were puffed up perfectly. 

Nahir stared at her reflection as two of her ladies-in-waiting hurriedly dressed her with meticulous movements despite the intense stare she held them under. When Lady Suhasini was finished with the cuffs, she hurriedly fastened a new golden necklace she had received from Madame Petra during her earlier visit. Petra had mentioned its history, but Nahir had been too busy working on the woman’s corset to pay much attention. Something about it being one of the Catalonian family’s heirlooms, worn by the princess during her execution after the revolution.

Slender fingertips touched the golden crests. It was so pretty on her, even prettier over the red of her saree. How did Petra know her so well?

	[i]6:00 p.m. [/i]

Nahir entered the dining hall shortly after Layla. Tonight, she had chosen a more traditional [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5d/21/11/5d2111d8082449a818b7c197765e8c26.jpg]dress[/url] for herself, seeing as they would be dining with the Caesonian nobility. There had to be unity, show them that the Kadirs would stand together against any disrespect thrown their way, be it by mistake or simple human stupidity. 

The saree glimmered under the candlelight, emitting a soft glow as she walked to her seat. Back straight, hands folded, and chin held high. Her locs had been twisted and carefully tied by golden thread and decorated with aquamarines that complimented the contrasting blue of the saree’s skirt. And as usual, her cheeks were painted with golden freckles that sprinkled her dark skin like stars in the night sky. 

She greeted her father with a smile, [color=904342]“Peace be upon you, father.”[/color] she said, bowing her head slightly out of respect before taking the seat next to Layla. Nahir looked about the table, inclining her head as a greeting to the rest of the table in a more casual greeting.

[color=904342]“I was unaware you would be coming to the dinner tonight, but it is a pleasant surprise nonetheless.”[/color] Nahir shot Lord Leo a smile, although it was just out of mere politeness. She moved her attention then to Prince Auguste.
 
[color=904342]“I must say the same to you, Your Highness, and although I second my sister’s sentiments I welcome you to the table. Please indulge in our country’s traditional dishes, and please do try the baklava when the desert comes around. It is divine.” [/color] Her smile, like the one to Leo, did not reach her eyes. 

Then she turned to her sisters, smile still in place. [color=904342]"I heard that the two of you were part of the contest in the arena earlier today. Please do share! Did you show the world what the Shehzadis of Alidasth are capable of?"[/color] Nahir's smile tugged further at the corners just the slightest, already knowing the outcome of the fights. Poor Layla had won in such a humiliating way. 

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