Chapter Twenty-Seven'You look a bit concerned, Enapay.' Melcorka turned away from the view. She liked to stand on the parapet looking down on her city.
'I am worried for you, Eyota,' Enapay said.
'For me?' Melcorka did not hide her smile. 'You do not need to worry about me.' Stretching out, she touched his arm.
Enapay pressed closer. 'I have news that you will not like, Eyota.'
Melcorka felt her smile freeze. 'Tell me, Enapay.'
'I hope you do not think I am causing trouble…'
'I have no reason to think that, Enapay.' Melcorka defended him stoutly. 'Please tell me what you have to say.'
'May I show you, Eyota? It means leaving the palace.'
'I am sure I remember how to walk,' Melcorka said. 'Do we need Chaytan?'
'No, Eyota, unless you wish to have somebody killed.' He hesitated for a
