Alba sat on a rocking chair by the fire place in silence. He was lost in deep thoughts about the images that flashed his mind when Mahina slept off in his arms. Silence filled the ambiance with Alba just rocking his chair. The squeaking sound was the only sound heard in the spacious study room. Aya entered the study room abruptly and knelt before Alba and with reverence for him she bowed:
"Master!" She looked rather sad when she called out to him.
"Aya! You look remorseful. What is it that you have done that has caused this sad face?"
