" Are you having trouble sleeping, little Lyena?"
He was up at the desk, reading things he didn't want to read. It was all he could do to keep himself from crying.
" What are you doing in here, Hannan?"
" I thought you might be lonely," she said.
" I'm not," he replied.
She leaned across the desk to touch his face.
" You're crying," she said.
" Don't touch me!" he said, pushing her hand away.
She looked a little taken aback.
" Little Lyena... I know you don't particularly like me, but... If I can be of any comfort to you..."
" The only person who I want near me... Is already dead... So leave!"
She seemed to understand something.
" Hey, little Lyena... why is it that... you sent that attendant of yours away?"Return......Next