Harry was up the whole night thinking about the identities of the two special guests, but no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't figure it out.
The next day, she found herself walking with Kahil to meet with the guests.
"What should I say to them?" she asked him.
He thought long and hard about what advice to give to her. "Hmm . . . well . . . probably just start with a hello first."
"A hello?"
Harry wondered if they were nobles and then suddenly remembered how her meetings with nobles usually go.
"Are . . . are they nobles?" she asked nervously.
The two of them were inches from reaching their destination. Kahil looked at her nervous and fear-stricken face and back at the two figures who were slowly approaching them.
"I don't know," he replied. "You'll just have to se
