Rajavihara was the bronze temple Amarisa and I had seen last morning. It was the Royal Monastery.
They carried me in one of the open-air litters. The Queen's procession moved swiftly through the quiet night.
We stopped at the torch-lit entrance of the main Gopura. I could see enormous four-face towers rising high into the dark sky.
The carriers lowered us to the ground. Then the maids came to assists Queen Jayara, and I got off mine.
The Queen hadn't glanced in my direction at all since we left the garden. This sent me an uncomfortable stream of emotions. Was she disgusted by what she had seen between Amarisa and me? My chest tightened at the painful thought.
Then I was led in silence down the cross-shaped stone terrace. The causeway passed the third enclosure. It went between the Hal
