Zhara bowed again and left, holding her wounded side as she left, luckily hidden under her cloak. She asked one of the hand maidens where she could keep her things til a room was ready then went to the flower garden, wanting to check her injuries without anyone seeing. She sat on the edge of one of the water figures, moving her cloak to find her wound, a long slash, opened up. She sighed and looked at her wrist, the bracket still there. “It was too much to hope…but I never forgot…so it will have to do…”
Mana waited till they were alone and said “how are you both so blind?! You can’t not know who that is? It’s Zhara! Our friend from years ago, the student of Master Taloh. She’s come back just like she said she would. When he needed her most. She’s here for Atem…”
Bane chuckled and said “I have always liked that girl…let’s see how long it takes you to remember”
Tristen cursed softly and said “so Duke grabbed mokuba to protect him? No wonder kaiba looks so mad. He must be kicking himself”
Mana waited till they were alone and said “how are you both so blind?! You can’t not know who that is? It’s Zhara! Our friend from years ago, the student of Master Taloh. She’s come back just like she said she would. When he needed her most. She’s here for Atem…”
Bane chuckled and said “I have always liked that girl…let’s see how long it takes you to remember”
Tristen cursed softly and said “so Duke grabbed mokuba to protect him? No wonder kaiba looks so mad. He must be kicking himself”