The dry air and sandy shore of Egypt were very apparent in the morning sky as the ship began its dock after its long journey from the states. Maria looked over the deck her briefcase in hand and a small fluttering bird in the other. A umberalla sheltering her from the intense heat that fell down onto the area. Her eyes spotted the man she had been looking for a smile that made men melt crossed her lush lips. her heels making a click as she walked along the ramp making her way off.<span style="font-style: italic">Clack</span>she was no longer in a place she knew the area was a buzz of people smells and words. It was all rather exciting for her to soon met the man that had agreed to marry her. But she had done something he might not like or approve of. As she soon spotted the well dressed man his features matching the picture he had sent in return from hers. "Marek Donovan" she questioned her tone very proper and american as she looked down at him.