One of the servants went to the window and looked out.
“It’s a dangerous one, Sahib,” he said. “Very dangerous!”
“I was aware of that,” Ian said briefly. “And we must find the Memsahib another room. She cannot sleep here tonight.”
“No, of course, Sahib. There is a room two doors away that is unoccupied.”
“You will search it,” Ian ordered firmly. “Search it carefully for His Highness will be extremely angry that one of his guests has been frightened in such a way.”
This had the effect he intended and the servants scuttled off.
By the time Brucena, walking slowly with Ian at her side, reached the empty bedroom she was sure that they had searched every inch of it.
The room was very much the same as the one that she had just vacated and, as the servants filed away, salaaming as they did
