7
WHEN I STEPPED into the hall, Eirani came in from the other side. “Oh, there you are, Muri. We were worried about you when the others came back and—”
“Apparently Trader Delegate Federza is here.”
“Yes, he came after the others had just come home, and wouldn’t leave until he had seen you. I tried to get him to come back tomorrow, but I’m afraid he was very insistent.” Very angry, more likely, about a junior staff member of mine breaking into his office.
“It’s all right, Eirani, I’ll go and see what he wants.” Drat. I hadn’t even spoken to Reida about it and was utterly unprepared for a conversation about that. Great.
“Will I bring you some tea?”
“Just leave it for now. He might not stay for long.” Couldn’t let the man think that he was welcome to disrupt my evening over this issue.
