Kwakwana smiled and nodded.<br/><br/>"I will personally take care of it immediately so the dwarven representative doesn't bother you TOO much tomorrow, my love. But I expect to be properly... rewarded... tonight."<br/><br/>She gave him a deep and passionate kiss before he could reply. He would have to juggle his appointments with Lea'shee and Kwakwana carefully tonight not to anger either of them. The First Queen got up and left with her handmaidens, looking back at her Sarki and giving him a playful wink.<br/><br/>If only these two women could see eye to eye, the three of them would be unstoppable. And able to share the same bed as a bonus.<br/><br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Tafiya</strong><br/>(https://drive.google.com/uc?id=1SJCA48_ZnE8A590i9pyaQTxnMGBM7ets)</div>But as lustful thoughts make him feel warm and get up but before he can decide to visit the harem to quench his lust a little, he feels it. That same wave of cold he felt when Tafiya appeared behind him, so he wasn't caught off guard when he looked up and saw her perched on one of the throne room arches like a gargoyle, or perhaps a bird of prey. Ra'Shuurma could swear she could easily be confused with an eagle or hunting falcon, as her inhuman eyes bore into him judgmentally.<br/><br/><strong>"Is gold worth more than a man? Why should you, O Sarki, apologize to someone who harms your kingdom's peoples? Did you not say to me you had banished slavery from your realm. ALL forms of slavery?"</strong><br/>Her eyes shone a little with gold flecks, her eyes opening even more and glowing brighter when she put the emphasis on 'all'.<br/><br/>Her wings were folded behind her back, though they were large and appear like a cloak. She wasn't threatening him, and despite her glare, Ra'Shuurma realized something. Despite her nature, despite being able to bypass all the wards in the palace (which would drive Lea'shee even more crazy since she was the one maintaining the old abjuration magic), show up in his very throne room and eavesdrop without anyone being the wiser (including a full cabal of wizards), he noted something from his ability to read people's faces and sense their motives. Despite her angry outbursts, judgmental look, confrontational attitude, she was nervous. She was afraid, scared, maybe even terrified. He noticed her hands clutching the arch but even from that distance above he could see she was holding on not for balance but to stop herself from shaking. Even her voice, angelic and beautiful as it sounded, filled with certainty and conviction in her beliefs, she had a slight hesitation before she spoke.<br/><br/>He realized with a start that she was afraid of HIM. That was why she hid from his wives, and him, and only confronted him from a distance. She wasn't there to gain the upper hand, but to escape if things didn't turn out her way.