SAROYA
“They have restaurants here?” I ask, pleasantly surprised.
Knowing that the Dheluna people are an independent thriving community and seeing proof of it is quite different. For some reason, I expected them to be trying to scrape by each day, to lack some basic amenities and not be as developed as the human communities but that is only a very narrow-minded thought of mine.
“Of course.” Edin says. “Their food is good too.”
I scoff. “So you acted like you hated spending any second at all here and yet the first chance you got, you were exploring the entire place.”
“I couldn’t possibly stay in my room sulking all day.” He says.
He pushes open the double wooden doors and motions for me to go in before him. I find it amusing to discover that this man actually has some manners. We w
