Chapter 23 TALULLAH
After dinner that night, Talullah returned to her room to wait for Jothi. She worked on her essay about the properties of Scrys for Preceptor Hakaru. She thumbed through her textbook on famous Scryers. She unfolded and refolded the soft tartan blanket on her bed. Twiddled her thumbs.
She stuck a few eucalyptus-scented sticks in her diffuser pot and took a few deep breaths. Hopefully, it would help her calm down.
All the alone time gave her thoughts time to fester. Why hadn’t anyone written to her? It didn’t make any sense. She’d spoken to her father directly and sent Dhalian a letter via Gwen. Despite Gwen’s apprehension—no, flat out disapproval—of Talullah’s decision to come to the Isle, Talullah couldn’t imagine she would just refuse to deliver the letters.
Maybe
