Next morning I snarled at Binshala to go away and leave me alone. I had apparently been working hard enough and long enough at being polite that she actually showed a flash of surprise but she curtsied and left my morning kaf to cool on the table while I buried my head under the gold satin pillows. I fled back into sleep.I dreamt Misahis came to me and his compassionate kaf-coloured face almost
Published on July 08, 2009 11:13