[Set has let Thoth do most of the talking. It was usually best this way in these matters. With a crowd, it was good for Set to speak. To show his strength. But right now, it seemed better for Thoth to talk to this Mithiel.

Thoth smiles widely.]

We have not been to war in a long while. Which is funny considering this king of ours is the god of violence as well. [Thoth puts a hand over his mouth, as if he said this by accident. Set glares because he knows it was not at all. Times like this, Thoth wants to get to him. His own way of lashing out.

Set puts a hand on his sword that lays at his hip.]

I protect these lands and war has not been necessary. Any enemy knows it is a terrible idea to cross my path. [He takes a step forward, glaring at her.] You may stay in my kingdom but know that you should not take me lightly. My brother made that mistake and now he is dead. [It was the story he had to tell. That he had killed his brother for the throne.

Thoth has simply looked on this scene and smiles to Mithiel.] Lord Set does not trifle in regards to the kingdom. But there will be no harm that will come to you. Of that, I am sure. [Set glances to him, wondering what that means.]

You are safer here. To go out to the desert again is asking for death. We can find you your way home and we can learn of your people, your history.