(A.N. I just edited my last post, to make it make sense here.)
When they arrived at the marketplace, Takhat ordered her guards to stop and wait for her. She needed some time alone with Najaa, anyway.
"Are you quite sure, my lady?" the guards protested, "Memphis can be a dangerous place at night, and your father would not be happy if something were to happen to you!"
"It won't," she responded, "I'm only going into the marketplace to buy a new collar. It's not like there's anyone here who legitimately has it out for me. If anyone tries to hurt me...Well, you know what I can have done to them."
She glanced down at her belt. She wasn't about to tell the guards that she could use her strange new powers to apprehend them.
"That may be true, my lady, but"--
"Wait," she ordered, "If I find myself being threatened, I'll let you know right away. But for now, I would like to walk into the market alone. Is that alright?"
The guards bowed their heads. "Very well, my lady," they responded, "If you have not returned by the time it goes completely dark, we will come after you."
"Very well," Takhat responded, turning away from them. She waited until she was a safe distance away, before she summoned Najaa.
"Najaa, I've been thinking about those other miraculous users," she began, "And about this Hawk Moth. He's only been doing this for one day, but he's already tried to come after me and my family..."
Najaa folded her arms. "Looks like he really has it out for you royals, Princess," she answered, "Or maybe it was just that chef. I can't be sure, but there are millions of upset people in Egypt, and it's a mystery as to why he chose one so close to the pharaoh. It's the closest thing to an explanation we have so far."
"Let's not draw conclusions too quickly," Takhat replied, "Anyway, the thing I wanted to talk about was, well, who the other miraculous users are. If we know each other's identities, we can meet out of costume, and share theories about who Hawk Moth is. That way, we can catch him sooner, can't we?"
"True," Najaa responded, "But, as a kwami, I'm not allowed to tell you who your fellow heroes are. That's a choice only they can make."
Takhat bowed her head. "I see," she responded, "Then I suppose I'll have to try and talk them into it the next time I see them..."
The princess continued through the marketplace, passing a training ground on the way. She figured she might as well go and buy herself a collar; one, she wanted a new one, anyway, and two, it was what she had told her guards she was doing.
She caught sight of a familiar boy along the way, folding her arms. "My, if it isn't the one who destroyed my fig tree," she remarked.