Chapter 12Arien rose from bed, put on a robe, and went to the window, breathed in the fragrant night air. Too strongly scented to be only from the flowers. The air circulators probably added extra artificial scent, for effect. Since returning from the trip to the Glory earlier they’d been unsettled, and sleep had not come easily. Trying to get past the personal reaction to Finn’s views, they’d tried to consider what he’d asked, and how many others thought the same way. It gave them a headache. And the rooms felt stuffy, despite the open window.
They glanced at the time. The small hours. The house should be quiet. They tied the robe more closely and walked out of their sitting room into the corridor. A Glassell soldier fell into step behind them, discreetly far back. Tapuh had gone off dut
