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Message: <blockquote data-quote="shadowmask" data-source="post: 3871047" data-attributes="member: 52236">"If you would allow me, my lord Prince."   Nyrazha lays her hand lightly on Keefe's wrist to stop him from pulling out the promise note.  "The angel requested a mount of gentle temperament and even gait.  Perhaps it would behoove us to be certain we acquire a steed with both?"  Her sea green eyes turn toward the merchant.  "I would not trust this one to be truthful with us, if he was truly going to charge us nearly double the normal cost despite promises of continued royal  custom."She dismounts gracefully and gives Zephyra the command to stay.  As she does so, she looks again at the merchant with an arched brow.  In Emiran she says, "You see that I am no ordinary woman.  I am a daughter of water and desert with my own desert wind.  If you are lying, speak the truth now, to me, and I will spare you my father's wrath.  If you are lying and continue to lie, you will feel the bite of heat and steel as my father's man cuts out your tongue.  Diplomats can do that."  She smiles at the man coldly.Nyrazha approaches the horse the merchant had brought out of the paddock.  She begins running her hands along the horse's neck, getting the animal used to her presence, smell, and touch.  "Merchant, does this animal have the qualities we seek?"  She looks at the man with eyes hard and cold as the Emiran jewels known as sea ice.</blockquote>