The Ambassador and I [Private/Ashti] - Standby

[20monkies]

Henna listened to the words spoken by Ashti with quiet admiration. Loneliness was something no pony would want to be in a state of. It did not suit her, did not attract her. She was accustomed to family life, a happy life as she had already opened up to about with Ashti.

Her hooves waded in the water, tempted to dip into the large bath that was more like a swimming pool than anything. She had never exactly seen one before, which is the reason why she was still a little intimidated by it. If she related the same concept of swimming in a large bath to that of dancing and soaking in the rain with her siblings and her cousins and friends, it was more or less the same. She didn't need to feel embarrassment from this at all. Henna was not sure what she had been initially thinking and why it crossed her mind - perhaps just the setting made it appear all the more intimate and regal to her comfort level.

Amber eyes followed Finder heading back to the bar to fetch the tea, and Henna couldn't help smile more dearly at the young colt.

"I hope my words not trouble you. Truly… I only want to tell you how I feel. But you are like me, foreign in a new city. At least, with ponies you know and attached to. I enjoy speaking, too. Sharing life, stories, fun."

In a way, Henna did not understand what he meant by solitary adventurers and she would have questioned what he meant by that. But it dawned on her since Finder had mentioned him being a Relic-tracker, and an adventurer. It would have made sense, if he had worked with others who preferred solitary work to company. Not that she knew what adventurers did in the real world… she had heard stories and were often told they were just that. Stories. In truth, it appeared like a fairy tale to hear of such words coming from Ashti.

At least the other understood. That she wanted to dive into her work right away and not feel the pang of loneliness that often was pinching her in the chest, a reminder of her family and what she had to leave behind for this job. For this task that everyone was so depending on her.

She wanted to succeed.

She did not want to fail and be the laughing stock of the entire community.

The tea arrived and without hesitation, she pulled her hooves out of the water, wiped them down with the scarf that hung over her shoulders and thankfully picked up a cup with her magical aura. She was used to spicy masala chai, or a simple cup of loose leaf assam tea. Unsure of which to pick, she decided on the same as Ashti because the scent intrigued her and allowed the bag to steep in her cup.

"We are too taught respect. To respect elders, parents, sister, brother… neighbour, friend. Same as you, Salamalekh-sahib…" she took a sip of her drink and relaxed by the water, allowing the vapours to fill her lungs and wrap her entire body in a warm hug.

Henna listened once more, and couldn't agree more with his words. They hit home with her, leaving her a little breathless. Or perhaps it was the warm air that was making her feel that way.

In a way, she was thankful to feel more at ease now. This simple speaking to one another, opening up about her fears and what she wanted from her stay here seemed to have helped her nerves immensely.

"I understand…" She spoke simply, smiling kindly at the other. "You do not have to break your ideology for me. Knowing your spouse since young, and now calling her name after so long. I understand, it takes you time to used to casualness. I just, request some time for me to adjust… aur, to feel comfort and welcoming and wanting here." To feel she was needed, aside from her job as a Julaha and clothing designer. But to have her company needed and welcomed with open arms. It would take time, of course. She did not expect to get it right away. Thus was the reason she came here to speak with Ashti in the first place.

The next steps of what to do would be determined by him, of course. She remembered him mentioning that she might be working in the office some where close so he could see her progress. And there were others there, that she could befriend if she could.

A blush crept across her cheeks as she smiled more widely at Ashti.

"Oh, don't force yourself if you can not say my name… I like Anisa…" after a couple of more sips of her tea, she considered his offer to join in the water.

It was tempting to her. Did she really want to get wet at this hour of the night? It might just help her to clear her mind and rethink her situation here and get used to living here for the next couple of days and possibly weeks.

"…Well… okay. Water feels nice, will help me. Shukriya…" She smiled, letting all of her hooves dip into the water as she sat at the ledge, creating small waves and splashing a little water off to the side. Making sure to avoid splashing any pony else. She did this for a moment before she stood up and shook the water off, and using her magic she unwound the clothing wrapped around her body. Neatly folding it up, she allowed it to settle a little away from where any water could drench it.

She still wore her bangles, and it did not matter if those got wet. It would have mostly been a hassle to remove them and try to put them back on again.

Steadily, she tested the water once more before completely immersing herself into it, letting out a loud sigh of relief as the heat penetrated deep into her muscle tissue and seeped into her bones. It relaxed her joints immediately, and all the tension that she was feeling from before coming down here to meet with Ashti was now completely melting away.

Her eyes were closed as she allowed the sensation of the water lapping against her face, to ease neck deep into the water as her hair floated about her with the same tendril like movements as snakes.

Finally, she opened her eyes and looked up to the stars. She was awed and amazed at the appearance, stunned at how beautiful it looked.

"My… khoobsurat. Really, truly… beautiful. Not like home, under open skies but still… it will take me time to used to this palace. And to used to you, Salamalekh-sahib." Eventually, her gaze found it's way back to the ambassador and she smiled, a genuinely happy smile.

She was content. She was happy here, finally easing into a better place with her mind.

[Ashti Sandburst]

I hope my words not trouble you. Truly… I only want to tell you how I feel. But you are like me, foreign in a new city. At least, with ponies you know and attached to. I enjoy speaking, too. Sharing life, stories, fun."
^^

Ashti just smiled to her as a reply. He didn’t really needed words to be understandable, Deerean culture use the body language quite frequently. Of course it needs to be decrypted for a sandlander but smiling had a world-wide meaning. In Ashti’s case, it was a friendly smile, meaning that she didn’t troubled him and agree with her.

Especially that, at first, he was alone in Equestria. He only met Bastion some months after his arrival, and housed in Finder only one year later.

"You do not have to break your ideology for me. Knowing your spouse since young, and now calling her name after so long. I understand, it takes you time to use to casualness. I just, request some time for me to adjust… aur, to feel comfort and welcoming and wanting here."
I understand.

Some would probably be like "I pay you, so do your job". But Ashti was not that kind of people. Sure if he pays someone it’s normal that this someone do the job. Ashti will not offer vacancy to this someone for doing the work. But he will always thanks and propose drink. Out of politeness and also because it’s in his nature, his education.

It was the same for the guests : Ashti could say "I offered you a house to rest and a free meal, so do not complain." But he didn’t, because it’s his host’s duty to be sure his guesses lack of nothing –in a reasonable way- and feel comfortable. Plus, people are more motivated to work if treated well.

Snobing Henna or stress her, would be counterproductive. Fortunately, it was just 30% of his philosophy. Treating well people was related to his kindness than scheming and pragmatism. Especially when the guest is somepony as charming and probably easy-going as Henna.

Anyway, when Henna started to undress, Ashti closed his eyes and gentlemanly moved the head slighty away, like leaving some intimacy to the mare. He was glade she accepted to join but doesn’t wanted intimidate her in looked at her exposing herself. Waiting to hear a "splash" and felt the water’s ripple.

Thing that happened and he opened his eyes, looking at the mare… and blushing slightly. But Ashti took back his composure and friendly smiled to her.

During the whole, Finder finished his tea, his hooves still drenching. He didn’t really get Ashti’s react : Ponies are lacked all the time, but he still mimicry the lord, thinking that Ashti was showing him how well-brought should behave, without thinking that Ashti could be embarrassed… which was not the case, but it could have been.

However the kid got the happiness from Henna and the smiled she gave to the Ambassador which did the same. Now that his mission was done, the Pegasus finished his drink and fakely yawned.

It… it is late and… I, I have s-school, tomorrow… so…

Ashti turned the head to kid and smiled to him, nodding.

Alright, rest well.
T-thanks ^^. So… I, I go…

And his flapped his wings, and flew to the exit, leaving the two unicorns alone. A couple of minute passed, in the silence. Ashti was appreciating the warm feeling of the water. Didn’t move from his place, preferring let some space for Henna. By magic he took his drink and a couple of sips, before finally speaking to the mare.

Great sensation, eh ? ^^ So, Anisa Henna. When, your work there will be finished. Do you plan to return and stay in Neigh Dali ? Because… if you would like to start a business there, in Equestria, I am sure I could easily find you a house ^^. I have some connections… mwahaha.

Ashti concluded with a fake evil laugh to impersonate a scheming aristocrat. The kind which have a lot of means. But if it was to mess around and make the atmosphere friendlier, the proposal was serious. Relatively.

If she liked Equestria and found that working there could interest her, the Ambassador knew a couple of ponies which could her in such project. Himself could be sponsor/patron of her art, after-all Manehattan was the Equestrian capital of fashion.

[20monkies]

Henna closed her eyes and continued to relax in the warm waters, it's healing attributes melting away the stress to nothing but a sleepy state of mind.

The humidity and heat was already getting to her head, and she began to feel a little dizzy by it. She had never had the luxury to soak for long periods of time in the water before like this - not even at home in the simple tubs that they had to refill with boiled water from the stovetops.

Eyes' eventually fluttering open, she gazed over at Finder and realized that she had been ignoring the other. He had helped her out so much, she didn't want to be a rude guest to him. Her tea cup, now drained and empty, levitated back to the edge of the pool and she held up a hoof towards the young colt, smiling.

"Good night, Finder. Hope to spend more time with you again." As the other disappeared from the room, Henna continued to gaze in the direction Finder had left. It was only Ashti's voice that snapped her back to reality, turning towards the other unicorn.

"Oh! Yes… bahot acha hai. Mujhe bahot sakoon mil rahi hai…"*
(It's very good. I am feeling relaxed/eased by it)

Her voice trailed and her eyes widened as the other asked about her plans after her work here was done. In truth, the only thing that was on Henna's mind was to return back to Neigh Delhi. She didn't really think about staying here in Manehatten, or anywhere else in Equestria. But the idea of starting a business… it was tempting, to say the least.

Deep down, she knew there were ways that their family business could expand. But they had no real means, save for their methods of sales at the marketplaces. Her father had known whatever contacts they had, and he would have to approve of this decision if it were to mean steady work for the community.

She smiled, shaking her head at Ashti.

"I do not know, in truth. I want to go home, back in Neigh Delhi. Back to my family. But a little of me wants to see more. To learn more about our world." She gazed up at the sky and sighed. "I am thankful you offer me a house… you have done much for me already. But it is major decision… I must ask my father first."

Henna hoped that Ashti understood what she meant. She knew there could be potential and even success, and a discussion with the family was definitely a first.

"You think I can do good here? Do ponies really like our style, our fashion? I know we can make easier for our work, making fabric takes time and difficult without proper tools. Maybe something else to help?" She wasn't sure if there was a spell for her to learn in terms of assisting in her art. She had never studies much magic save for the simple spells she could use to levitate and handle equipment, multitasking at the same time. She had seen advanced magic, but didn't know how to control that power. She had not once tapped into that side of her ability, and it only made things seem that more complicated.

"I could learn, one spell or another if it is easy. Magic… I am not very strong or powerful with. Equestrian tongue... I am getting better with." She blushed out of embarrassment at admitting to it.

[Ashti Sandburst]

Sincerely, Ashti was not really any real serious reply. He was not sure, himself, about his idea, never really thought to this project. It was just a way to start a chat… but he could have not imagined it would be a real subject.

But he could see in her eyes that she was thinking about it… considering the proposal. Even if the Ambassador didn’t be totally serious when he proposed it, if Henna would accept it then it could be an interesting adventure.

He never be the sponsor of anyone before, and have no knowledge about starting a business… although it would not be really important because he would never plan to take any money/percentage from Henna’s work.

When she smiled to him and shook the head, Ashti stopped ponding about this. And listened to Henna, understanding her feelings : Ashti been in the same situation, almost. When he arrived in Equestria his first motivation was to finish his duty then return to Deerham.

Never he would fudge his mission, never thought and planned it. Since the beginning he was resolved to stay in Equestria for years, for his job’s sake. A bit reluctantly though. But yeah, he was not naïve : it will take time. Fortunately he cans teleport himself in places he have visited with a powerful artefact he held.
¨
But as the artifact been damaged, he was trying to not use it a lot : Deerham is at three days of travel, if the artifact no more work he will waste a lot of time and provoke some worried for his household.

Anyway he was accustomed to his new life style now. But he often felt homesickness. It is why he was really understanding towards Henna, feeling what she feels and living what she live. He replied to her smile by his own.

"I do not know, in truth. I want to go home, back in Neigh Delhi. Back to my family. But a little of me wants to see more. To learn more about our world."
… Oh ?

The Ambassador didn’t really expect that answer and by curiosity let her to finish, nodding.

"I am thankful you offer me a house… you have done much for me already. But it is major decision… I must ask my father first."
… well, you are surprising me… in a way, Anisa Henna. But I perfectly understand you… actually I can relate myself to your situation… in a way ^^

Ashti didn’t then was no more willing to say that he was joking with such proposal… because he felt that Henna was indeed partially interested by this idea, project. She seemed serious about the whole thing, like speaking with her father.

He just concluded by a friendly and neutral tone.

The choice is yours; I will support you in any outcome… after-all I am the one putting you in such dilemma. Anamesh nadim (My apologises).

Now… she was raising another point… finding tools would not be a problem, but customers…? Manehattan was the city of fashion… but does she would have enough ponies interesting to her work? As he never is interested to this field, the Ambassador has no clue about what work or not. There, at least.

The Prance citizens had an interest for exotic clothing. Ashti learned it, they were really into the kind of outfit wore in Deerham, Israheel, Kurdrifstan, Saddle-Arabia or probably Henna’s homeland.
They of course not wore them every day, but only for casual occasion… these people were more into collecting the outfit to display them than wore them.

Ashti have connection was Prance, so exporting would not be a problem. Especially if Henna remains in Equestria. But… if this project became true, some problem would have to be checked and fixed. Especially that there was some stuff that Ashti never thought to it, and he is aware of them.
A professional of fashion and business should be hired for evaluate the idea.

But for now it was not in the agendas.

"I could learn, one spell or another if it is easy. Magic… I am not very strong or powerful with. Equestrian tongue... I am getting better with."
… ?

Ashti smiled to her and admitted she was looking cute when embarrassed. For this issue… Ashti just have to ask to Sihrbaze the Djinn of Mystic Art… this one probably have answer about Henna’s issue.

To be honest… I am not really into Equestrian Magic, I only know the Deerean magic system and spells… and except if you want I make fall a shower of stars on somepony, I would not be helpful hehe. But… I know some individuals which can help us. Otherwise…

Another think which popped in his mind would be to meet Celestia to ask her permission to go in the royal library. Ashti Already did it a couple of time, so…

Hmm… Anisa Henna. Would you like or be interested to visit the royal library of Equestria in Canterlots? They have faire number of spell books. If you want I could translate for you ^^. If you need to.

Then he looked another time skywards, resuming on a casual tone.

But let us focused on the present moment. Having too much project is a good way to be disappointed and distracted. ^^

Minutes passed, and Ashti looked back to the starry sky. Commentating in a nostalgic tone

You know, I really like stars… I used to gaze them along my friends back In Deerham. Lying on the warm sand, a bowl of dates and some baklava. I… liked these moments…

Next he paused and looked at the mare, resuming.

When I first came in Equestria… I missed it, I my former life style. Alone in a almost unknown nation, far from my relatives. I missed The weather too… and it still the case ^^. Standing in this foreign land for an important mission… I… understand your situation very well. I can relate myself to what you are living. Sorry for imposing that to you…

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Henna was truly thinking seriously about the proposal Ashti had for her. But she really wasn't keeping her hopes up just yet as well. She wanted to make sure that her first priority, creating the custom made outfit for the secretary at the embassy, was completed. After all, if she had too many things on her mind it would only cause for confusion and loss and disheartening of the spirit with the current task. She knew this. She was committed, truly, but she didn't want to forget about other options. Or even lose hope of looking forward to the future. Sure, she wanted to go back home, but she really did want to see more of Equestria. What she saw so far, on the way to Manehatten outside the window of her train, and whatever she explored thus far with the ambassador, was more than enough to peek her interest.

She kept silent on the matter. Everything Ashti said was correct.

"Oh! Really, then you know how I feel." Her eyes widening as she looked at Ashti with her bright eyes. "I still need time to think. It is new idea to me, and I like to take step by step with what must be done."

After a while of silence, the water splashing up against her chin, she blew a couple of bubbles on the surface, smiling as she watched them bursting within moments. She felt like a queen, relaxing here, under the stars in a warm and comforting environment. It wasn't going to last for much longer, so she wanted to at least enjoy it and make the most of it. She kept reminding herself she couldn't get used to it, because home was different. Home was a simple life, and she was better used to that simple life than this more complicated one.

Forgetting herself for a moment was still a luxury, basking in the warmth of another's company.

Blushing slightly, she peered over at Ashti once more.

"In truth… I do not know the limit of magic. I know simple spells, but that is all I was taught. I do not know if knowing more will help, but maybe one day…" her words drifting away again, sighing. But when the other proposed a visit to the Canterlot royal library, her ears perked. A library? A royal library? Here, in Equestria? She had heard of the Princess Celestia and that of her castle in Canterlot, but never had she really seen it. Seeing more of this world was really what she wanted, and if it was an excuse to even get a glimpse of the famed princess herself, Henna would be glad to go. But she didn't want to seem eager. So she smiled and nodded.

"Maybe, one day. When I have time, I would like it much to visit the library." She grinned a little, shaking her head. "You are right. Too much projects, can stress too much."

Another moment of silence and Henna once again stared up at the stars. She didn't know how long they were there in the pool itself, but Henna knew that she was having enough now. Her mind was getting dizzy and fuzzy from the warm vapours surrounding her. But it was in that moment that Ashti opened up a little more, introducing himself further. A different side of the ambassador, and it made Henna more eager to see this side of him. It was unfamiliar to her, this Ashti… not one she had imagined. Yet in a way, she was glad to find common ground with the ambassador, smiling more kindly to him as a blush graced her cheeks.

"I enjoy moments like those, too. I see you miss Deerham much…" and when he was apologizing, her eyes widened even more.

"Oh! Do not worry much, truly, I am thankful to be here. To do this important work for you. It is my pleasure. It was my own doing. My father might have come, or my sister, but I said I wanted to be one to come. They have much important things to do with family and our land, so me being here is my own offering. Do not worry about imposing. You, understanding me this much, is a gift for me. You know how I feel, and that is calming to my mind. I am glad we could speak openly like this. It will help me, I am sure, when I finally get to work."

Shaking her head and hair out of the water, she gently lifted herself out of the pool and patted herself down, allowing the water to drip off of her body. She spotted a towel close at hand and raised it up with her amber coloured aura, wrapping it around herself to dry her tail and mane with as well. Her legs were wobbly, and her head was still fuzzy from the heat, but she felt refreshed albeit a little flushed.

"I am sorry, I feel a little tired now. I think too much heat in my head." She giggled, rubbing the towel against her mane to dry it out. It made her hair wavy, different from what Ashti himself had seen from her oiled and braided look.

She quickly dressed herself, the towel lifting every now and again to dry patches that had beaded up with water droplets and she sat down to calm herself and get a grip of her surroundings once more. It really was different being in the water, and she was glad to have experienced it. Maybe another time, she was going to take another trip here.

"I am sure you have other things to take care of. It is really late in night, and morning is around the corner. I am sure you must be looking forward to the day, and I am excited to help you out with my weaving skill. I hope you do not mind. I had a lovely time here, and I am glad that Finder helped me. He is really sweet."

[Ashti Sandburst]

Like other time, Ashti smiled gently at the mare and looked at her lifting out of the pool. Great minds think alike, he was himself about to left the bath. Not that Henna was boring him, but it was late and he works tomorrow.

The reason he would have remained in the bath would have been for Henna. Abandoning a guest would be quite rude; also he enjoyed her presence, so as long she was willing to remain in the bath he would have done the same. But now she is willing to leave…

At his turn Ashti rose up, nodding to Henna… looking at her drying her body. Ashti was still a male and even with all the good will, he must admit she was very nice looking. Blushing, he slapped himself mentally and looked away.

Taking his eyepatch that he placed on his photophobic eye, with his magic he switched on the light, lighting up the whole place and at the same time ruining the eerie mood of the room.

The towel was for himself but he didn't minded that she used it, and will she did so, the Ambassador walked to a chair recovered by another towel and used it to dry too. Then putted it back on the chair, to make it dry.

"I am sorry, I feel a little tired now. I think too much heat in my head."
There is no problem, and I agree. Even if I am immunized to heat… eheh.

With his magic, Ashti gentlemanly helped the mare to dress up.

"I am sure you have other things to take care of. It is really late in night, and morning is around the corner. I am sure you must be looking forward to the day, and I am excited to help you out with my weaving skill. I hope you do not mind. I had a lovely time here, and I am glad that Finder helped me. He is really sweet."
Evet (yes), I perfectly understand ^^. The feeling is shared, it makes a long time since I gazed the stars along somepony. Thank you, for that.

Then he tidied up the tea set before switching the light again and escorted the mare out of the room and towards her bedroom.

So, it is a good night. Sleep well, Anisa Henna.

Politely he bowed the head to her and left the wing to the other one where his own room was localized. He closed the door and go in his bed.

The day after, 10:30

It was a shiny morning in Manehattan, sweet and quiet. The mansion was in an area out of the noisy city center. There were some other mansions around, but wealth peoples were settled there for the peacefulness.

No noisy kids, or disputable neighbour. The citizen of this residential area had a very good education and don't minded other businesses as long they don't annoyed or disturbed them.
Anyway it was in his relaxing atmosphere that Bastion, sat on chair, a drink in hoof, waited patiently in the lounge.

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With some renewed confidence in her heart and in her step, she smiled as she was finished dressing up with some assistance of Ashti and allowed her hair to stay open and draped down on side of her neck and shoulder. This way, her hair would dry out before she could redo it back into a braid. Brushing it out was the first step, and she couldn't do that until she got to the bedroom Ashti had lent to her.

It was rather late, and she was glad the other did not mind her need to leave. She was exhausted, and sleep was once more tugging at the edges of her vision.

"Shukriyaan, Salamalekh-sahib… it was, indeed, very nice here with you. Maybe again, we can do this. It was a nice experience." She spoke softly now, a genuinely happy smile on her face. More relaxed and at ease with her surrounding, she took step alongside with the ambassador and a deep breath as they came out of the humid air. She didn't mind it so much, as she was used to such an environment. But being in heated water for a long time was different, and it seemed to be messing with her head, any sense of herself nothing but a fuzzy cloud.

As they walked through the hallways of the mansion, Henna stayed silent and would cast sidelong glances every now and again at Ashti. It was true, he must have important work to take care of instead of spending lengthy conversations with her. That was fine with Henna, as long as they could continue to treat each other with respect and professionalism, but be casual so that she felt at home as well. This was ideal, and she really was excited for the coming day.

Standing now in front of her door, she gave a gentle nod of her head as she bowed in return to his gesture.

"You too, sleep well. Subha khair…"
(May morning bring peace to you/ See you in the morning)

And her gaze continued to watch as Ashti disappeared around the corner into his bedroom.

*****

The quiet of her bedroom, the ease with which Henna had fallen asleep made her unaware of the time of day when her eyes opened.

"Oh no! Mein kya karoon!? Silly, silly, Henna, yeh koi waqt hai utney ka?"
(Oh no! What should I do? Silly, silly, Henna, is this a time to wake up?)

The curtains were drawn and it took but a moment for Henna to realize that it was already close to mid day and she had to get up. Struggling to get a grip of herself, her hooves tangling in the lush silk blanket surrounding her, she tumbled out of bed and hit the floor. Groaning softly, and rubbing her head, she immediately set about to freshening herself in the small bathroom ajointed to the bedroom.

She found her comb and brushed out the tangles of her mane and tail, quickly and tightly binding them in braids and tying them off with some thread she had for that purpose. There were no more gajra, the scent of Jasmine still faint but lingering within her hair. A reminder of home and her mother.

Her heart panged, but her stomach growled even louder.

Henna didn't realize that sleeping on an empty stomach would cause such hunger. She was not used to it. Finding her best but casual outfit, a seafoam and cream coloured cotton shalwar kameez with beads along the hemline with matching gradient scarf, she set herself carefully. Lining her eyes with kohl and dotting her forehead in the traditional way, she smiled at her reflection.

Here, she looked like she could get her job done. This was Henna at her finest, and she was going to make sure she did a fine job.

Food was on her mind, so Henna wandered the hallways, retaking her steps in remembrance as to which way the kitchen was. But instead of finding that, she found Bastion in the lounge and paused momentarily. It was really quiet in the mansion itself, so it was hard to know if there was anypony around at all, or if everypony had left and were busy among their duties and chores.

"Good morning…" she spoke hesitantly at first, but then broadening her smile as she stepped forward towards the larger stallion. "I am sorry, I lost time. I did not know when to wake… and where to meet, if Salamalekh-sahib has left already." Her cheeks were blushed, a little embarrassed that she woke so late in the day.

[Ashti Sandburst]

A couple of hours earlier, yawning and the glance not-so-keen, it was a messy-feathered pony which walked in the corridor. Even if having a firm military formation at Canterlot, albeit different than normal guard one. Some reflexes such a get up early was still happening

Sometime it was good, useful, or use to… but now… well, since he is more in the Consular Guardian, it’s a bit of a curse. He woke up too soon and lack of sleep most of the time. His mind was somewhat empty right now, even after one hour of daily physical exercise.

He was not tired, but like every morning he was not at one-hundred-percent of his capacities. Fortunately his room was situated next of Ashti’s, so he often have chat and drink something together, in private. Even if Servio, as the majordomo and head servant, was the earliest riser pony of this household.

Especially as he has to manage the housemaid, the household’s finance, to do the shopping and make sure that anything is ready for everyone. And actually he was accompanying Finder to his school before going in the market.

The housemaids were not arrived yet. So, unable to sleep, Bastion went to the kitchen and took something warm to drink . And when the clock resounded he prepared himself, her arranging his feather and mane and stand up for the Ambassador, waiting to greet him.

Unlike Bastion, Ashti was a big-sleeper. Never taking breakfast and always nice-looking, in a physical and clothing way. But like Bastion, Ashti was not very keen during the morning even if he liked his job something he was dreaming of the pre-ambassadorship time, when he could sleep 10 hours and more.

It was 08:10 (AM) when the bodyguard saw Ashti climbing down the staircase, friendly smiling to Bastion and greeted him.
Take a seat and tea cup, both chatted until that Ashti have to go back in work, not without giving instruction to the Pegasus and that’s why Bastion was waiting for Henna.

Finishing his drink, Bastion took the newpaper formerly putted on their front step. The Hoovesfolk Tribune, a world and local news-centric newspaper but having also people & tabloid side. It was not as old and serious as the Neigh York Post or Manehattimes and Equestrian Gazette, but it was still a popular newpapers, and above-all, used simple Equestrian. For foreigners as Ashti it was likeable to understand what is wrote...

When he heard steps coming, the bodyguard putted the newpaper on the table and looked at the mare, bowing the head.

Good morning ^^, and no need to be worried. His Excellency thought to this outcome. A breakfast is ready and I’ve the mission to escort you in the embassy whenever you are ready.

Bastion took the drink with one wing and accompanied Henna to the dining room where the old pony, Servio, had brought back croissant, fresh bread , butter, honey, marmalade and a fruit basket.

The old majordomo smiled to Henna, greeting her before proposing her to take place.

I hope you have slept well, Miss. Lord Salamalec is already at the embassy, generally for 9:00. But he gave us instructions. There is milk, hot chocolate, fruit juice and tea as coffey if you want something to drink.
But I warn you… his coffey is… well, what’s the word His Excellency used…?
He said nothing, son ! And my coffey is good… somewhat…
Eheh… anyway, feel free to suit yourself, Miss Brocade.

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Henna was glad to hear that her waking so late in the morning did not cause any delay in the Ambassador's schedule, and to know that she would be escorted after eating made her all the more happier. At least the details were taken care of, and in a small way Henna was looking forward to seeing Ashti and showing off her skill. Now that she was a show off in general, but she liked to go into great lengthy detail of her work and thought process while weaving the special silken threads that would soon become, and hopefully be, a masterpiece. And one that other's would desire and become jealous of in turn.

She nodded her head gently, pausing momentarily.

"Oh, of course. I should bring my work, hai na?" She asked, wondering if she would have time after eating to fetch her suitcase. Most of her stuff was scattered and she would need a few moments to quickly organize her suitcase and separate her personal belongings from her work so that she wasn't pulling out clothing meant for her instead of fabric meant for her job.

She was directed smoothly towards the dining room, and could smell the faint aroma of freshly baked delicacies and a variety of different scents to tease her nose. Most of what was laid out for her was unknown, as was such with the croissant, but the rest she recognized. Bread, butter and honey and the fruit looked more appetizing than anything else. Her gaze brightened at Servio, her smile never faltering as the small exchange between the two stallions made her giggle a little.

"I did, Shukriyan. And this is more than enough. I thank you very much. I would very much like milk." She said, as she settled herself at the table, eyeing all the food laid out before her. Quickly, and with good manners too, she placed a few fruits into her plate and levitated a piece of bread to spread some butter and marmalade over it, taking a bite. She made haste, knowing that she did not want to be anymore later than she already had been.

It was often she was the first pony to wake up in her community, among the other younger colts and fillies. Not only did she take responsibility in making sure they had something to eat and drink, but she took part in watching the sun rise on the horizon, and play out on the dusty and cool ground before it became heated. They liked to do the smaller chores that were set before them so they could quickly get them done and be on their way to either studying with their mentors, working on the looms or mixing dyes or playing well into the late afternoon.

As her food settled into her stomach, Henna sensed a great deal of relief from the hunger pains. The food was simple, but she was happy with it. It was enough to make her satisfied and have a full belly. The much needed energy so that she could continue to feel fresh and aware as she focused on the task at hoof.

Drinking the milk poured out for her, she completed her breakfast with a flourish and wiped her mouth politely before smiling at the two, raising herself from her seat.

"Bahot bahot Shukriyan for the meal. If you do not mind, I will fetch my supplies with haste, so we do not become any more late." Her cheeks blushed, still a little embarrassed from sleeping in but it was to be expected. She had stayed up majority of the night with the ambassador at the pool, and the heat really must have made her exhausted greatly. In a way, she was thankful because now she was feeling even more energized and fresh than the day before.

Quickly and swiftly, she went to her room to gather her things and brought her luggage down to where Bastion awaited her. She made sure she had everything she needed. If in the case she was missing something, she wasn't sure if she could find it anywhere in the city itself. For the time being, she was prepared with all her necessities to begin.

[Ashti Sandburst]

The breakfast didn’t last, yet Servio was happy to see the mare relished on the meal. As Ashti was not taking breakfast as for his spouse, that Finder didn’t had the time to stay to eat and that Bastion is eating earlier, the old pony was glad to have some company for this moment of the morning… although a bit late today.

The old earth pony chatted a bit to Henna while Bastion explained her some details about Ashti’s agenda : save a rendezvous, he will have no other appointment today, at least it’s what the Ambassador said.

When henna finished Bastion looked at her and nodded : she was there for this job so he would not mind, fortunately the embassy is not far from there so they will reach the place quickly. The pegasus commentated on a polite tone.

You’re right, while you do so Miss Brocade, I’ll prepare the chariot.

Bastion got up from the table while Henna returned in her room, preparing her stuff. Wearing his brown and beige cape over the kind of blue uniform, the pegasus was not wearing the golden armor going with… since a year now he had Ashti’s authorisation to not wear it all the time, only during special occasions or formal appointment. It was the same for his uniform… but Bastion was attached to this outfit and don’t mind to wear it as casual cloth.

Flapping his wings, he flew out of the dinner room and the hall then courtyard to join the “garage”, Servio for his part hummed and tidied up the table, dishes on the sink, leaving this to the housemaids.

Some minutes later Bastion was helping Henna put her stuff on the chariot and when it was finished drawn her out of the area, towards Ashti.

In the Deerean embassy, some hour earlier.

Ashti joined his embassy in walking, wearing his expensive Jaipuri sherwani, not without having some stares over him. But even if he was aware of this, he was really accustomed and didn’t minded them : They were just curious.

Normally it should be Bastion which leads him in the embassy with a car, but since Finder been housed in, Bastion had the order to escort the colt to school. Making the bodyguard not able to drive Ashti to the work. And now there is Henna, Bastion was her accredited bodyguard.

Taking a coffee on the way, the Sandlander entered in the building and be immediately greeted by his secretary, the janitor and finally walked upstairs to his office : Today was the start of Henna’s job and sincerely he was curious to see how it will look like when finished.

Switching the light, Ashti putted his saddlebag on his chair and decided to prepare the room for Henna. At first it was the relaxing area that he checked : cushions, sofa. He also placed on a near table tea set for later. When it was done, it was the turn of Henna’s weaving gears…

Ashti glanced to the whole room… before facehoofing. They have taken her luggage in the mansion rather than let them there like this Henna would not have to bring them back again…

Ba’har… Bastion hea'anat-ji hiyer sath eth. (Bah… Bastion will help her with that)

Shrugging, he took some files from his ancient and costly cylinder desk (when open) , gift of Prance's government, and finished his drink, waiting for Henna.
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With ease Bastion drawn Henna too the embassy and helped with her luggage, entering in the building under the eyes of the secretary. This one looked exactly like Elain, save the glasses, but had a more manly silhouette : It was Epher, the twin brother Elain, like her he was lean and nice looking, charming, and like her he has been informed about Henna.

Waving to the couple, and notably to his sister’s boyfriend, Bastion, greeting them.

Good morning. Sir Crown, Fräulein … err…

Immediately he lowered the head to his desk to read the little not before looking back to them, smiling.

Fräulein Brocade. Welcome in Manehattan ^^, His Excellency is waiting for you.

Bastion waved back slightly at the buck, nodding. Even if bastion was dating his sister, both boys had a cordial relationship but far from being friend or close. Their interaction were neutral and not that frequent but they appreciated each other and occasionally had casual chats.

Anyway both ponies joined the upper floor and knocked at the door which opened itself, revealing Ashti sat in their front, waving to them.

Subh'bakhair*, Anisa Henna. (Good morning, Miss Henna). Do you have slept well?


*Subh'bakhair is Deerhai standard greeting from midnight to noon.

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Henna hadn't realized they would be travelling once again by chariot. So she was pleasantly excited at mention of it, having enjoyed the feeling of riding in one. It made her feel like the Princess, majestically passing through the crowds without a problem.

She made sure her luggage did not fall off and onto the streets of Manehatten, keeping a sturdy hold of her things with her magic. It wasn't long before they were at the Deerean Embassy that she stared once more in awe at it's grand façade.

Yesterday seemed like eons ago – such structures did not seem to fail to amaze her as she quietly but eagerly followed Bastion's lead.

Simply, she adjusted her scarf, draping as such and keeping it held so that it did not fall off suddenly. She was a little self-conscience this morning, her mind set firmly to get started right away on her weaving.

A day without weaving was like going a day without food. The hunger and craving for it built up over the passing hours to the point where it became unbearable. She just had to weave. It was in her blood, and doing it always put her mind at ease and in a happier place.

As they entered into the foyer of the Embassy, Henna bowed her head slightly to Epher. She recognized him being very similar to his twin sister, whom she had met the day before. And with a blush, she nodded his head.

Their language was a strange one, and she was sure that other's felt the same about her own language. Fräulein Brocade. The many different respectful titles going beside her name made her feel a little flustered.

Upon approaching the door's to Ashti's office, she straightened her back out and allowed her luggage to float steadily behind her. She had been here before, but it seemed that intimidation from before was no longer there. And she was glad for it. She wanted to be more confident, and comfortable if this were to be her temporary working environment. To be truthful, she was very very excited. And to be by Ashti's side while doing her weaving would give her many chances to speak to him about what it was he was looking for in the dress.

"Subh-bakhair, Salamalekh-sahib." She said, smiling at Ashti. "It is nice to see you. I have slept well, as I hope you did as well. I am sorry, I am late today. I hope you did not mind my absence and wait too long. I did not know the time to wake, or I would have accompanied you here."

The luggage settled beside her and she looked around the room, noticing the subtle changes that were made. She saw he had set tea on a table, and the cozier corner of the office was set up in such a manner that she was sure he had in mind her working equipment. At least, she hoped that was what he had in mind.

"I have brought my loom and threads, and hope that I can start right away. I must ask a lot of questions to you so I know what you will like me to do." She smiled, more at ease once she began talking of her profession. "Will I be working here with you?" She asked, tilting her head curiously. After a moment, she glanced up at Bastion and smiled apologetically to him.

"Shukriyan, Sir Bastion. You have helped me much this morning."

[Ashti Sandburst]

"It is nice to see you. I have slept well, as I hope you did as well. I am sorry, I am late today. I hope you did not mind my absence and wait too long. I did not know the time to wake, or I would have accompanied you here."
^^

Silent, the Ambasador’s moved to the desk, and notably the notbad next to him. He read it during a couple of second and looked back to Henna.

Koi Baat Nahi (No problem /کوی بات نہیں).

For the first time, Ashti spoke in the language of Henna not without smiling to her. For a first try the words were pronounced correctly and almost accent-free. Just a hint of Deerhai accent, but whom the words were similar making it easy for the Sandlander to pronounce them. Then, he resumed his speech on an understanding and friendly tone.

Oh, I am not here from a long time, Anisa Henna. And the most of important is that you are in good shape to do your work ^^.

And while the mare was looking at the room, with a sign of the head he made sign to Bastion to help her moving the luggage. The pegasus nodded, and took a luggage that he moved to the relaxing are, where there was Persian carpet but also cushions on it.

The Ambassador for his part was listening to Henna, nodding. Of course there are still details to reveal but Ashti already wrote them before contacting Henna’s family. He “innocently” questioned Elain about this. As the colours she likes, the kind of cloth she preferred. He also gathered information about her size. But this, they can still use Elain as model.

It would be easy to tell her it’s a dress for Arabesque and as Elain have a close size he asked his secretary assistance. He could also use Epher… but he was afraid that Epher considers it humiliating…

"Will I be working here with you?"
Be shak (assuredly / بے شک). It is planned, how would we chat casually otherwise ^^? You can settle yourself on the relaxing area there; it would be way more comfortable than sitting on the floor.

Ashti then looked at the note he took from the dictionary he bought this morning, a Equestria-Urdu one. He would have taken a French-Urdu but he found no one in the bookseller.

There were not that numerous urdu dictionary around, fortunately this one have transliterations… because, to be fair, Ashti would be unable to read this abjad, the alpahabet used by Henna’s community. Like for the Camelu (Arabic) and Afghaneighstan (Farsi) ones. Even if Shams’ayyil used it in very very rare occasion, even if they preferred Hindi scripture.

Bastion smiled to Henna and nodded to the thanking.

I am Lord Salamalec’s butler and your accredited bodyguard, just doing my job ^^. But as you are in company of His Excellency I will leave you… may I, sir?
…Hm ? Ah, yes of course. Go find your girlfriend… huh, if it’s today.
It is, Elain is waiting for me.
So, go ahead.
Merci.

And the pegasus bowed the head respectfully to the ponies before leaving them alone. The Sandlander at his turn looked at the mare and levitated to her a paper what details translated in Urdu.
Like for the letter he sends her, it was handwritten. Each characters of the scripture were reproduced carefully, aware that the meaning can change if ill-reproduced.

I translated in the best way I can, I hope it is understandable. And if you have any question, do not hesitate to ask. I am pretty sure there is other details to settle.

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Her heart fluttered at hearing Ashti speaking in her own tongue, and it made her joyous to see that he was doing his best at translating into her language as best as he could. Despite her having a hard time putting more complex words together in Equestrian, she was at least getting comfortable with speaking. That made a world of a difference, bridging the gap between their worlds instead of becoming lost in translation.

"Oh! You speak so well, bilkul hamari tarhan!" (just like us!) She clapped her hooves together in excitement, smiling very widely at him. She nodded her head eagerly, more accepting of the fact she was would be right by his side and have some pony to speak with while she worked her magic.

"Aaph ke saath kaam karthey we bahot khushi hai. I really am happy. Oh, of course!" She would have moved her luggage, but in that moment Bastion had taken it to settle it in the corner, very sure now that she would be in a most easy and relaxed environment.

"You have helped me in more ways than I can thank." She smiled at the Pegasus, bowing her head in return. As he left, she watched his back and put the puzzle pieces together without much effort. Sir Bastion was dating Elain, whom she was making the dress for. In the back of her mind, she figured at some point she would ask and see if there was anything he would like to see her wearing. After all, courting ponies had some level of preference in the manner the other appeared to them.

Working side by side on the looms with her community had it's own atmosphere, where they were lined up and consistently working in a steady rhythm. It wasn't boring, but it was always intense and thus why they had plenty of conversations and opportunities to joke with one another and bond closer. Getting feedback, asking for tips, opinions on various threads and colour patters. There was nothing else to distract them otherwise, just their own company.

It would be almost similar being by Ashti, save for in a more luxurious setting. When he levitated the piece of paper to her, she took hold of it with her own aura, gazing at the carefully written words.

A wide smile spread across her face, nodding her head quickly. "This is perfect! It helps me see your vision." Her eyes travelled over the penmanship and couldn't help admiring the steady control that were in the letters. "You did good job with translating. But, I can be more specific and ask you, hai na?" She couldn't contain herself as she bounced towards her luggage, immediately opening up her stuff so she could start setting it up. There was a rather large loom that had been folded up thus so it could fit in the size of her compartment bag. As she settled it upon the ground, it opened up with the ease of her magic. It was a bit larger than a grown stallion, and wide enough so that she was able to make a larger piece of fabric. The pedals were on the ground, a wooden bench along the length where she would be seated. It's many slim metal wires spanned across it's length, where the warp thread would be raised at a height so that she could control the setting of her threads with the pick.

(Pictures: Reference Loom 1 Reference Loom 2 )

At the same time, she began to draw out a few sample fabrics as she did the day before but laid it out so they surrounded her working space. Red, blue, purple, yellow, orange, green… all the colours shimmering with gold and silver threads, some imbedded with sequins, other's dyed in gradients.

She had a small silver tray with intricate designs curling around the handles, settling it beside her wooden loom. There, she placed her needles and large cones of thread and scissors in a line, adjusting it so that they were organized by type of thread – Lawn, cotton, linen, silk, pashmina and cashmere. The softer cashmere would perhaps be better as a cold weather scarf if it was wanted, but she placed it there just in case he wanted to take a look at it and had other ideas in his mind. They were all white, uncoloured, so that she would be easily be able to dye it to the shade he wanted.

Once she was content with the way everything was set, she smiled up at Ashti. Henna had been so focused on her preparations she nearly forgot that he was there.

"Well, if you are not too busy, we can sit and you can see the fabrics I have to offer. And explain your notes on this letter to me as well." Letting the piece of paper settle in her lap as she sat on the plush carpet in her temporary work area.

[Ashti Sandburst]

"Oh! You speak so well, bilkul hamari tarhan!"
… Euh, sukriya…

He must admit: he didn’t foresee that she would reply in her language… and he understood nothing of her reply… save the equestrian part. But she seemed delighted, so he was. Doing a theatrical reverence at her claps.

Anyway now that they were alone, he wondered about Henna’s thought to his translation. He did it immediately when he reached his office this morning, with his newly-bought dictionary. The hardest part was to reproduce the scripture. But if finding the urdu translations were simple, the urdu to equestrian was more bothering because he could not read them save the transliteration and the definition. Fortunately Urdu part where classed in Equestrian alphabetic order (with Urdu transcription and scripture). So it was less time-consuming to find the translation.


"You did good job with translating. But, I can be more specific and ask you, hai na?"

Ashti was a bit confused by the request, thinking that she was maybe just polite about his bad translation… at least it was his first though; maybe she just wanted more details about the command. In both case he understood Henna.

… Well, of course. Just ask ^^

With an interested glance, the Sandlander looked at the mare taking her loom, installing them. He hesitated to help her… but she is more experienced and accustomed to this he’s, It’s Henna’s job so she knew how to install it. But even if he knew how to do, the Ambassador would probably not "help" her. After-all she looks so excited that he doesn’t wanted to ruins her "moment".

Plus he had a good view of the whole scene from there. He tried to resume his work but to be honest, when she have finished, he could not stop himself in looking at the weaving device. It was a bit distractive, like the fabric samples surrounding her.

He has seen some yesterday, but there he has an occasion to see them longer and it was amazing. Ashti was not a fashion-victim and not really interested to this field yet the Ambassador admitted it was a cool picture.

Remaining silent, he watched intrigued and interested to Henna doing some tests waiting that she finished.

"Well, if you are not too busy, we can sit and you can see the fabrics I have to offer. And explain your notes on this letter to me as well."
Oh? Zarûr (Of course).

Ashti left his desk and walked to the mare, stopping nonetheless to the fabrics and threads, sitting in their front. There were enough choices for his task, but he admitted that to not have any concrete or precise idea about the dress : He just more or less knew the style and the colors that Elain would like.

All of these samples… it looks great ^^.

Smiling to Henna, the Ambassador then looked at the whole fabrics and looked at them, imagining the final result.

Mmmh… Miss Kofferpelz was interested to the ghagra choli displayed at the exhibition. So, naturally I imagined it could be my command. For the colour, blue is her favourite color… but of course we can tone it… hmm…

Looking to the displayed colours, Ashti analysed his choices and mentally mixed the different colors to determine she one could look nice. Then with a move of his hood, Ashti pointed to the sapphire blue and the purple for the main colors. Leaving the rest to Henna’s imagination.

Those colours fit together, as main colours. And I suppose adding silk, cotton and cashmere maybe… what are your thoughts?

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As Ashti took interest and came over to her, Henna's eyes sparkled brightly from happiness and excitement.

She was in her element, able to focus her energy finally on the one thing she truly loved to do – weaving.

Up until now, she had been trying to adapt to this new place, this new world she had come to. It was definitely a culture shock to her coming from a foreign city such as Neigh Delhi. It had made her home sick at first, but spending time with the ambassador and finally doing what she came here to do was erasing the loneliness and sadness that had gripped her the night before. Sure, talking about her feelings and overcoming her emotions the night before had helped greatly. She still needed that distraction to focus on the task at hoof, and she was glad for the chance to shine at present.

Henna's amber gaze fell upon each of the fabrics as her cheeks flushed a brilliant pink.

"Th-thank you. I do my best!" She exclaimed, her smile bright and pure. She noticed how the ambassador was taking particular interest in a colour and certain fabrics, and Henna took a mental note.

"Ghagra Choli, of course. A lovely idea!" She tried to imagine the dress in her mind, the colours he pointed towards and nodded her head furiously.

"I think, those colours look khoobsurat together. Truly, it will make her center of attention. As for fabric… Silk and cotton cool for warm weather. Can stretch, but a touch of cashmere should keep it's shape. And luxury of warmth for cold weather." She nodded her head firmly, gazing back at the notes on the Ghagra Choli Ashti had written out for her in Urdu. Although not perfect, it was still easily read and understood.

"Brocade trimming, with the purple and blue, will look lovely. With some silver threading, I think, like this?" She brought out a brocade ribbon trim out to show Ashti, like this.

"Perhaps, if you like, a peacock motif?" She asked, tilting her head curiously at the other. She could completely vision the shades blending beautifully, dripping in feather designs across the bottom border of the Ghagra Choli. Even on the beautiful Elain herself, she can see her donning it with perfect elegance and poise.

Henna settled the trimming in front of Ashti, as she began to bring out the various dyes that she might use to blend in the colours when she mixed it upon the fabric itself. She knew she had a lot of work to do, but she would do it successfully and as professionally as she could.

It wouldn't take a day to make, because she wanted to be sure that the shades were just right. The thing was, putting the pieces together and cutting out the perfect measurements so it fit her recipient properly.

"If there is something else you like, perhaps? But I think with some added beading, it will make it look richer. The colours are a perfect choice."