"I had thought to wait for half a day or so." Mother said. "Being seen immediately like this bodes ill, Shinabib. Best manners, speak only when spoken to."
"Yes mother." Shinabib said.
"I'm a barbarian." I said. "You don't trust me even though I'm a Truthspeaker."
Mother turned her head and spat.
And then she led the way inside the tent. She took two paces, fell to kneeling, and then bent at the waist. <1>
Behind and to her right, Shinabib did the same. On her other quarter, I briefly stood, and then popped both knees getting to kneeling.
"You may rise, second cousin." said the man I took for Asheph ibn Harran ibn Pesh. There were similarities of hair and eye color, but the jawline and cheekbones were wrong. I wouldn't have guessed cousins of any kind. <2>
Mother rose, indicated me. "A hostage, gift for our Khan from the western front."
"I know you meant western flank, cousin." the man said.
Have you seen those videos of dogs chasing around balls that are bouncing off objects, so confused that it's a miracle they aren't biting themselves? Yup, that's work right about now.
Truly debated detailing Mother, Son, Eldest Father with names, but realized it truly adds little to the story. And, in detailing them without names, it feels like I'm rushing the introduction of Khan Asheph. But, as the star of the next chapter, I suppose he'll get his due soon.
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