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"Yes. Ajmal was telling how he would be glad to help you more, as it is customary in peasant families. And I wondered..."
>"What about?"
"Well... I apologize, my lady, if that would sound ungrateful or like a wain complaint, as a male should accept mare's love without testing its boundaries..."
>Amira laughs, rather loud.
>"Ahmed influences you in a good way." She remarks."Let me guess, you feel left out. After all, Ajmal is training in something colts shouldn't do, Ahmed researches what colts shouldn't research, and you hailing from a culture where males play more active role, usually either stuck with foal dictations, foal tales or in my hindquarters." She says in merry tone.
>You nod.
"My lady is acute. Although, your hindquarters is a divine gift one would never dare to complain about."
>Her ears stand high, expression surprised for a moment.
>"My, my! A daring compliment, from a male no less!." Her smile is rather sly. "So, what area of expertise would you prefer to train in?"
"Amira, back when we have arrived here, you were stuck with paperwork and different things like that basically all the time. One would imagine it is hard to write so much, to take so many notes or something, to perhaps make so many repeatative documents and all of that. Since I can fluently write, maybe I could do something to take some of the most boring work?"
>And get a decent glimpse into the official business.
>Amira looks at you intently. But then she relaxes.
>"Thank you, my dear. But I have scribes here. And for some things I have Gulzar and her eldest daughter."
>You sigh.
"You are right, my lady. Perhaps it would seem outrageous here, with so many people around to let a male into the study."
>"But," she continues, "Dameascus residence isn't staffed so well as here. Very well, after we return there, I shall entertain you with some paperwork, if you desire so."
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