Thinking on it now, it seemed hellish.
“No thank you,” he said, trying to be polite. “We’re recovering from everything.”
“I’d say you’re melancholy,” said Ylenia, raising an eyebrow at him. “I’ll make sure you have whatever funds you need to participate in the Winter Burning.”
“We’re not sure we’re going,” said Talfryn.
Ylenia turned a frown on him. “I’m ordering you to,” she said. “Now, I’m here to get away from those…advisors.”
Talfryn looked puzzled.
“You and Shanna seemed so close,” he said.
Ylenia smiled. “Oh, we are. But there’s a certain point where you need your space. And none of them interviewed you to my satisfaction. Doesn’t appear to stop them from making a mountain of inferences, though.”
Akton thought back to speaking with Shanna and the Kynithremyln on the slow journey back to Ylenia. He’d been very open about what had occurred with Basil, but Talfryn had been holding back. The first Akton himself had heard of a lot of it was on the way up to the cave.