After they delivered the young women to Master Ammad, Prince Avner and Chay went back to where they came from.
"We must remove the tracks," he informed Chay. He was lying on his stomach while he glided the giant coconut leaf on the road as the cart moved.
"Yes. We must erase all evidences!" Chay agreed while he managed the cow's gyrating hoof marks. The old animal had weak eyes in the dark.
They also sniffed while on the outskirts of the palace. Darius Brioc seemed not here!
They roamed the countryside the whole night.
"What do you think, Chay? Is Darius Brioc dead or something?"
"Or something," Chay replied sleepily. "He was not in the palace."
"Okay, let's go back to our crooked tree." Prince Avner let Chay sleep in the cart.
He smelled something when they reached the plac
