"I'm sorry, Master Ludden. My family will reimburse you the cost of the wagon and your lost time." Rana al Hassein kept her emotions in check while the unhappy merchant told her of his trouble along roads east of Miras' borders. Kamilah would never change.
وقال التاجر الدهون
"And the horse!" The fat merchant said from across the desk. "She took my best horse! He was no beast of burden either," he continued, his plump face turning purple. He looks like a grape, Rana thought but kept silent, resting her arms on the desk and doing her best to immitate her fathers' stern face. "The horse was worth mor..."
سيكون لديك لعملة والحصان كذلك.
"You'll have coin for the horse as well." Rana interrupted him. Something in her voice or maybe her eyes made the merchant stop and suddenly look to the door. "Now it is settled. You may leave me and return on the morrow for your gold."
بالطبع، بالطبع
"Of course, of course." Master Ludden stammered as he backed out of the room. "I'll be by in the morning to collect.. and, thank you, Lady Al Hassein"
رنا استرخاء وجهها وانسحبت خنجر ضئيلة
Rana relaxed her face and pulled out a slim dagger that she kept hidden up her sleeve. She turned the dagger on the side to catch the light coming through the window. Zuhair had gifted it to her before his exile. The blade gives me reassurance, she thought. Now I understand why Zuhair always keeps Shihab within arms reach.
التفكير شقيقها أدلى ابتسامتها
Thinking of her brother made her smile, as it always did. Kamila was a poor subsitute for the support her brother had provided, but her sister was all she had in this wild kingdom. Even her black skinned Osirian sailor had taken his leave of Stagfell and returned to the southern seas.
وكان التبادل التجاري بين بلادها والشمال ازدهرت
Trade between her homeland and the north had prospered over the last six months. Merchants were now coming from Restov and Varnhold to trade with spices and goods from Qadira and the lands of the Inner Sea.
الرجل هنا لرؤيتك
"My Lady, there's a keleshite man here to see you."
توقع البعض من أتباع أخواتها
Rana instructed the clerk to let the man in, expecting another of her sisters followers--the whole lot of them were as clueless to Kamilah's whereabouts as the Council of Miras; however, the man who entered was not one of her sister's men. He was as tall as her brother and equally built. The blade up her sleeve suddenly seemed a tiny thing but she folded her arms above the desk and held it anyway.
الآلهة انقاذه.
"Greetings, Rana al Hassein," he said over steepled hands. "My name is Suhnil Reshik. I come with news of your brother, the Dawnflower save him."
