Akara didn't hesitate, she never did. With the weight of the eyes of her people on her she lifted her chin and as soon as her King finished talking she stepped forward crossing the line drawn in the sand with out a second thought.<br/><br/>She took her place beside her King and spoke so all could hear "You have my loyalty my king, until I draw my final breath." with that she bowed to her King in respect before stepping behind him.<br/><br/>Akara felt nothing but ease with her choice. She'd always been loyal to her king from afar it only felt right to stand with him now in this time of termoil. As she stood behind him the arid wind making her hair flare out like a banner and molding her clothing against her body surrounded by the timeless sands she felt as if she was exactly where she was ment to be.