CHAPTER NINE
RISPAN
Two weeks. Barashan could have me in Shifara in two weeks.
Putri firgolo!
Mira was in trouble. When I was in trouble, she hadn’t hesitated. But this was different. They were basically sending a whole army for her. Not to mention that things were getting close to a tipping point here in Pokorah-Vo. What could I do that they weren’t already doing? What would Mira say if I left Pokorah-Vo and then things here went sideways?
It was Mira. She would understand and she wouldn’t criticize me for it. But I would have let her down, and that would be worse. I had to stay. I had to trust that Neelu would do whatever needed to be done. That’s why I was out here in my jahgreet cloak, creeping through a dark alley on my way to the Slavers’ Guildhall in the Julek District.
Bijoux
