"Okay," Zavian acceded. "I will get to business, and you should get to whatever it is you want to get to."
"Thank you!" Neera said with a mock bow of her head. "And please have Freya handle all of my duties today. I won't be leaving these chambers."
Zavian could only watch her as she moved under the covers of the bed, a long yawn stretching out from her mouth. She spared Zavian no more looks as she closed her eyes, so Zavian took his leave.
He headed down to his stables. He could use a ride to dispel the worry and panic that had penetrated deep into his bones. As he reached the last of the stairs that connected to the foyer, he saw his sister ascending. Freya backed the rest of the stairs on seeing him, thinking she was fast enough to avoid him.
"Freya!" Zavian called her.
She held on to the banister, and her bored eyes rose to meet his.
