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CHAPTER 13 LEILANI I think I’m imagining the lack of hostility in the air until Enya smiles—actually smiles—at me. Enya doesn’t smile at me unless something terrible is happening to me. The weird feeling only increases as I make my way down the stairs and the maids bow low and murmur enthusiastic greetings. Other than the maids, the house is unusually empty. It lacks the usual bustling of guests, warriors, and elders. It’s also strange that I don’t have any guards tailing me today, not even an escort. I don’t see another soul until I make it to the living room. I’ve never been in here before—but that’s true for many places in this house. What stops me is the low, feminine voice drifting from a cracked-open door. I push it open to reveal a massive room, and I’m marveling at the rich c
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