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"That's Scottish music for you. We're a cheerful people, really. We just express it through tragic ballads and heavy drinking."

Din finished the song to thunderous applause, then immediately launched into something more upbeat that had people clapping along.

"That's more like it," Fenella said. "This one is about whiskey."

"Also a Scottish specialty," Ruvon observed.

"We're a people of many talents." She stood. "Enjoy your evening, you two. And remember what I said about kisses. My visions are never wrong." She winked before walking away.

"She's not subtle," Arezoo said.

"No, she's not." Ruvon gathered his courage. "But she might have a point."

"About what?"

"The kisses."

Arezoo's cheeks pinked, but she held his gaze. "What about them?"

"I've been thinking about our kiss nonstop and wanting to do it again."

"Then why haven't you?"

"I didn't want to pressure you."

"Ruvon." She leaned forward. "I kissed you first, remember?"

"I do, and I cherish every moment of that kiss."

14

ELUHEED

The knock on Eluheed's door came just as he'd finished arranging his few possessions in the closet of his new quarters. When he opened it, he found the American standing in the hallway, a broad smile lighting up his face.

"Hi," Tony said. "Welcome to the palace."

"Thank you." Eluheed stepped aside, gesturing for him to enter. "Though I'm not sure 'palace' is the word I'd use."

Tony laughed as he walked in. "It's all about perspective, my friend. Compared to the servants' quarters below, this is definitely palatial. May I sit down?"

"Yes, of course. Forgive my manners." Eluheed gestured at the armchairs that were facing the balcony that was overlooking the interior garden.

It almost felt like being topside. Almost.

"Thank you." Tony settled into an armchair and leaned back. "Nice view."

"Is yours different?" Eluheed took the opposite chair.

"No, it's the same." Tony crossed his legs. "I like the view of the courtyard. It makes the rooms feel less stifling."

"You mean less like a prison."

"Well, yes." Tony smiled as if they were discussing the weather. "I'm so glad to have another male's company up here finally. Someone intelligent to talk to. Since the old doctor kicked the bucket, I've only had the ladies to talk to, and as lovely as they are, it's not the same."

"In what way?" Eluheed prompted.

"You know." Tony waved a hand. "Let's just say that after so many years of living in isolation with no interaction with the outside world, their conversations get repetitive."