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~He can see me...~ Nassir's voice echoed in her mind. He frowned. There were only three explanations for him being unable to hide his presence from the man. The prince had to not be human. He had to be an extremely powerful magician in tune with the supernatural. Or he was in control of a trapped djinni. The man was definately human, so it was one of the other two.
Nassir was almost as tense as Tavyna, eyes latched onto the prince.

Shirin and the shah stiffened at Tavyna's cool retort. She wasn't as rude and disrespectful as she had been with Kevah, but still. Angering potential allies was not a good idea. "Tavyna..." warned her father, with less bite than usual, but his gaze told her he was no less serious about her behaving and being civil.

Shahin didn't seem upset as Kevah did, or pitying in pretend concern. He merely regarded Tavyna with a wry half smile, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "No, I wouldn't say it displeases me. You are welcome enough company, and admittedly more interesting than any previous potential candidates. We shall see." he mused, not sounding particularly concerned.

Looking away from her and Nassir, he addressed her father. "In any case, I'll be willing to go over our agreements at your discretion, shahanshah." he said, earning a nod from the king.

"Indeed. Breakfast and morning prayers should come first. Then we shall proceed with the meetings."

Shahin plucked some food from the platters before him, glancing over at Tavyna once more with a mildly interested expression.