Simone had watched the prince walk up to a reasonably tall and dark man from her stall where she was selling a few goat hides and fur. She also had some grain that didn't fit in their grannary (sp?). She wondered why a prince would be walking around the market place, she shrugged it off and attended a man who was intrested in some of her wares.
As the boat pulled into the dock, Naqada was eager to meet his people. He was new to being a king and didn't quite realize yet how to treat everyone. He was motioned along by his advisors, keeping him moving towards the palace to be briefed on the events that took place while he was gone. He never got the oppertunity to even say "Hi" to any of the locals between the talk of "rations of grain for the troops" and "your father's pyramid is almost complete". He was about to embark on the lonliest days of his life and he didn't realize it yet.
Zafira's eyes widened. "I don't know. I guess it'll be alright if you came." she said. She began the walk back to her masters home. She walked in the door. She sighed.
sumi smirked as his personal slave entered. "Good to see you're back." he said then he notices a man walking in behind her. "May I help you?" he asked crossing his arms across his chest.