He took the papers from her and looked them over. Reading them carefully. Studying for forgery. He had a right to be careful. When dealing with outsiders you never know what to expect from them. He finally gave her back the travel papers satisfied they were genuine. He heard the bitterness. Was it all just that or was there a more personal reason? Treason and murder? Rather strong crimes for a young lady of her age appearance to have against her. He wasn't sure if he believed this woman but had a feeling she might be telling the truth. Yet he wasn't sure what the hell to think at this moment. He didn't know this woman yet to know if she was trustworthy or not. She would have to earn such trust from him as it was not readily and freely given. He merely nodded his head to show acknowledgment of what she said.<br/><br/>He merely looked at her. Did she really or was she expecting it as if it was owed to her? Forgive him but he was skeptical of outsiders. He watched her tone change. She was like a woman of many masks. Just how many did she have? It was like a puzzle box to which you couldn't find or seek out the answer until you gathered even more pieces of the puzzle. Curious and more curious. "Tribut?" He inquired. "What an interesting concept." He said in amusement. "We'll see." Did she really appreciate his willingness to aide? They were traveling for days then he would see to it that they had a feast. "You will have a feast of food and each have seperate rooms in which to rest and change clothing."<br/><br/>He said as he looked back ahead. The city came into view. "This is the city of Arazgia." He informed her. "The capital city of our vast lands." He continued riding all the way to the palace. Once there he slipped off the horse. Ignoring the stable hands trying to help. He placed his hands on her hips and lifted her up and off the horse. Setting her on her feet. Then let go of her. "Follow me." He said. The guards helping the other foreigner off his(?) horse and let him(?) go as well. The sheik then headed into the palace with her hopefully right behind him. Glancing over his shoulder at her to see if she was. If she was he would lead her into the dining hall and order a fist to be made and set up on the table as quickly as possible.