<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c6/66/d4/c666d4aaa04ff1f363483c3c5224ee27.jpg)</div><br/>She  listens and nods slightly.   She moves in closer and places a hand on his chest.  Looking up to him in the water.  Her golden eyes shine up and look into his own.   Physical traits that say they're more then normal humans.<br/><br/>"What do you know of the Thakur of Jalmeray,  I can tell you.   He has a  baby son, dolts over.  He dislikes those that want to study the mana wastes field upon his island.  To him they are the antithesis of magic use. The island nation that is steep in magic.  Will he breed me,  possible.  But not as you think.   For what you don't know, is his multiple of advisors, the Maurya-Rahm.  They run the daily life of the island.  What makes the Thakur is his ability to play them off each other.   I am likely to be used to play favorites and pit them against each other.   See we have our uses,  such knowledge we can learn for we are insignificant not whole persons in their eyes.   But I haven't answered your full questions.   Why would I risk, I risk for the sake of having my choice seen.   I know we cannot be beyond that.   At most we will be traveling what two, three months. I believe is what I have information on such.   Through never have traveled so far.   For that time,  I wish to see the world as if I had choice.  Then you collect your coin, I return to reality I am the slave and my desire does not matter."<br/><br/>Yes she has made a choice.  She would not involve Darius.   It was her destiny, her legacy, and it likely will mean her death.   It is farfetched that she will be able to get the Thakur to agree to send an army.   He alone had been the only one  to answer.<br/><br/>"Your choice and you have said no, now all that is left is you do your job."  There is no malice in her voice.  No, there is acceptance.  She pulls back her hand.  "How long will we stay here?"<br/><br/>