Not long after Tira and I settled into our new surroundings, I became aware that I was being watched, although the person observing my comings and goings had been clever enough so far to avoid my detection.But I knew of his existence as he lurked in dark corners, behind doors, wagons and chariots.He followed me very discreetly, all too discretely for my liking.For the first time, I felt the very real threat of danger, something that had been there from the beginning but hadn't seemed so close to me as it did now, a cloying and growing presence much like a gathering storm that would prove violent and overwhelming.I wondered if one of my four lovers had hired someone to watch me, doing so out of jealousy; but each of them swore they had not when I approached them with the possibility.
And I
