- Kristma! - Cael's voice once again broke the buzz of battered voices and cunning assumptions.
- Yes my master…
- We'll go to Nekrós after breakfast. Wincon! Wincon!
- My lord? - A bald man of short stature, broad body and oily face answered.
- You and Bryel solve this problem, Ilyada should return today to organize my agenda! She has a lot of work to do, Eleonor has to be delivered to Aurélius and that other pallaki…
- Liliane my lord?
- Yes! Liliane! You can send her to the pornes area! She'll be more useful as a pornes…
Fester and Suzan were overjoyed, the news of Ilyada's disappearance had paved the way for the first lady's post in that house and they were not too concerned to hide all the excitement and smiles of happiness.
- Finally… - Whispered Fester.
Cael ignored or just missed the little expression of jubilation on Fester and Suzan's lips.
- My ladies! If you find anything, don't hesitate to let me know! Understood?
- Yes my lord! - All of us responded in a single choir laden with fear.
Cael abandoned us as hastily as he entered, leaving us all alone with that information which gradually caused a series of diverse reactions in all the pallakis around the ornate table in copper and ivory tones.
- What is happening here?