Chapter Twenty-Five
Leahät and Mirashael
Leahät had been told her walk was a purposeful one, and as she listened to the regular tap of her steps on the cobbles, she supposed it was. Behind her she could sense Rina Gok also heading toward the portal. Rina must have known she’d been noticed, but this time rather than hurrying to catch up, she hung back. Leahät buried her hurt, firmed her veil and continued down the street as if the person she’d once thought of as a friend did not exist.
Before Rina came close enough for the situation to be embarrassing, the portal-keeper gave her a sympathetic look and sang her through. She was ashamed to have no coin to pay him and thanked him instead with a small bag of dharma biscuits.
“I baked them myself,” she said quietly and turned before the ripp
