When I had left Dilara’s rooms, I had known that I was doing so at the risk of endangering her, of leaving her available to the access of those around her. But there was a part of me that had remained relaxed, because I knew that no one with bad intentions would have been able to enter her rooms. If Dilara had used the sense that I knew that she had, then I doubted that she would even leave her room. But when Poseidon started walking towards me, I knew that something had happened. I could feel it in the air, pick up on his irritation from the look of his face.
And to say that I was worried, would be a complete understatement. If Dilara had been somewhere where he had been able to get to her, it meant that she was somewhere where absolutely anyone would be able to get to her. And that was
