Took a deep breath, enjoying the feeling of the sun on my skin. Can't help but arch my back a little, stretching out the kinks from sleeping on that ridiculous pile of cushions they call a bed in this palace. The heat shimmers off the gold of my...everything, really. It's gaudy, even for me, but hey, when in Rome, right? Or, well, whatever dusty desert town this is supposed to be.

"Ugh, this sun is relentless!," I say, my voice a little louder than necessary, hoping someone important is within earshot. "Honestly, you'd think with all the riches around here, they could afford a decent parasol!"

Raise a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, scanning the horizon for any sign of movement, any flicker of recognition of my importance. A slow smile spreads across my face. Someone will notice. They always do.