Chapter 3
I was hunched over a bowl of sweet Roumkivara tsiichi nuts, energy-rich green Cala milk, and fresh violet colored strawberries when Khai sauntered into the room.
“Morning,” he said, pulling out a chair and sitting down across from me.
I raised my eyebrows. “Morning.”
He reached out, turning a napkin ring over in his hand several times, the only outward sign he displayed that he was nervous. Airmed breezed in and started making tea.
“Anna, you'll be studying with Khai today as we discussed.”
“Great,” I said without enthusiasm. She set out several teacups, dainty hand-painted affairs shaped like strange hybrid animals. The colorful set was from Elysielle, of course, like most of the best artisanal crafts in Aeden. The artist colony was a haven for creative types. Khai’s mothe
