"Master, Why are you not sleeping?"
Devon asked as he stood beside Iyana, as placed a warm tea on her table, who was sitting on her chair and going through some files.
Iyana smiled, "Thank you." She said and grabbed the cup to drink her tea and once she felt the hot drink in her mouth, she sighed as she felt her nerves calm.
"You have become an expert now in making tea."
Devon smiled, "thank you master, but why aren't you sleeping? is something bothering you?"
Iyana smiled, "I just think that something is not right.... somewhere something seems to be going south."
Devon spoke, "What do you mean, master?"
Iyana didn't reply instantly she took her tome before she turned around and spoke, "What I mean is dearest that I want you to leave the palace soon."
"What?"
