Xenophon's heart rate SURGES in relief and recognition at the slave pouring the wine, it's his sister Kirke!
She hasn't noticed Xenophon yet, as she sets down the cups, carefully pours the wine. Skellig can hear her heart beating rabbit fast, and Kreyu can smell her fear. She might be afraid of Skellig, or something or someone else close at hand, it's hard to tell for sure.
Her attention is entirely on Skellig and her duties, as if she's VERY afraid of making a mistake of any kind. She offers him the filled golden cup, and the tremor in her hands would be unnoticeable to most. "My Master bids you welcome, good Sir." Her voice doesn't shake, and she's proud of that as well as relieved.
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She hasn't noticed Xenophon yet, as she sets down the cups, carefully pours the wine. Skellig can hear her heart beating rabbit fast, and Kreyu can smell her fear. She might be afraid of Skellig, or something or someone else close at hand, it's hard to tell for sure.
Her attention is entirely on Skellig and her duties, as if she's VERY afraid of making a mistake of any kind. She offers him the filled golden cup, and the tremor in her hands would be unnoticeable to most. "My Master bids you welcome, good Sir." Her voice doesn't shake, and she's proud of that as well as relieved.