Chapter 11Every day, Myril went to the palace to visit with Darna but she never stayed long. It was strange to see her old friend as regent of Tiadun, and it meant that Darna would have to go back to Tiadun, which would mean only seeing her at Midsummer, if the land held. If it didn’t, there was no telling if they would even survive, let alone be able to see each other.
On the day before Midsummer Eve, Myril set out for the palace in the late morning. During the midday rest, the palace’s clamor was a little less intense, so she tried to go then. The streets were another matter. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry, going to the market or the harbor, shouting to neighbors or scurrying past, wary of pickpockets, slavers, or both.
She was crossing the Pentangle when a man hailed her: Lerat agai
