Chapter 49

We walked back to the Pavilion as the evening dragged on. The night wasn't as sultry as the day in the harvest season. I could feel the chill began to seep through my clothes.

After the encounter with Issarak, Morokot seemed quieter, but given the change of circumstance, it was understandable.

A few callings of our names disquieted the silence. I turned to see the twin avatars, Romany and Romanir, running towards us.

"We didn't expect to see everyone here," the boy, who must be Romany, spoke in a childlike excitement.

"We saw Issarak flaring his nostrils like a mountain bull a while ago," the other twin added. "And we just knew who else were here tonight. Did we miss the fight?"

"There was no fight, boys, sadly enough," Tusita told them. The twins looked disappointed.

"Say, Nikita," Romany said. "We thought you were in the house still mending your wounds."