Zhara blinked and looked up at him, bright red. “So…do you think I should tell him? I mean having secrets would cause more problems…I just don’t want him to be worried about me or…wish me gone…”

There was a knock on the door ans it opened with a guard there. “I’m sorry Master Seth, but there is a message for the Shadow from Master Mahad. It seems the pharaoh isn’t feeling well and he is concerned.” Zhara got up and said “we both better go”