"Ngh..."
I stretched out and rolled around and stretched out again, before lounging on the swing in the greenhouse, staring blankly at the lake and the pavilion across.
It had been a week since we returned to the Lord's Castle, and all I did was lounging around or visiting Shwa. That day, my friends were visiting me from the Lair, however, so we were hanging out in the greenhouse. Natha had decided that the fewer people came to the shed the better for security, so even though I didn't mind introducing Shwa to my friends, I couldn't do it.
It wasn't that Natha was suspicious of everyone, but Prince Zurheien's case taught us that bad things happen even without bad intentions. This was a word that people who could sense thought and read minds existed, so even the most loyal people could screw things up.
