CHAPTER 15
Zeyneb was no longer under the tree where Seb had first seen her, nor was she anywhere in the courtyard.
‘Have you seen Zeyneb?’ he asked, in perfect Turkish, one of the women he recognised as part of her group. His thoughts flew to Emilia who, without him by her side, would be unable to understand the language spoken around her. She would be completely defenceless. He had to hurry.
‘She went to the baths a while ago,’ the woman responded with a perplexed frown, probably wondering what he wanted of Zeyneb.
Seb cursed under his breath. He couldn’t go into the baths without causing one hell of an uproar, which would only delay him further. Striding over to the entrance of the baths, he paced impatiently while he weighed up his options to get Zeyneb to consume the Ipecac.
