Her hand slid into his, and she rose, like everything it was more of a fluid motion than an effort. Her Kahn had recreated her in an elegant form, one which moved with grace and purpose. And currently her purpose was the man before her.

"I think that is a sign of wisdom and foresight." She smiled in return.

Her lips pressed a quick kiss to his ear before she whispered. "And that wisdom will be rewarded."

Many eyes turned to follow the pair, not overtly as few dared to be so bold, but downcast gazes observed the couple on their walk back toward the palace and her quarters. Lavishly appointed in drappings of silks in red and black and always just a degree warmer than skin. Fires glowed in bronze braziers about the room, scented incense something like cinnamon and jasmine.