42. Another Life
Tasmina All too soon, two days had passed and, in what I had now made a custom, the royal family stood outside the palace on the steps to greet the arrival of Lord Silas and Sanaz. She was a pretty woman, small and petite with bright eyes and straight hair. She greeted Rikom with a curtsy, her eyes skimming over me dismissively, but holding his gaze very deliberately. It raised my hackles but I chose to ignore it. I would not compete with her for what was already mine. “Welcome, Lord Silas and Lady Sanaz. You honour us with your presence,” I said, as she rose from her curtsy. He acknowledged me with a curt nod before turning to Rikom. “I’m glad to see you have finally come to your senses, Rikom.” I bristled at his use of his name without his title. It was a subtle disrespect, but
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