She stood carefully, “Let me get this little beast
into bed and I'll be back,” she paused at the doorway, looking back
over her shoulder at the drink in his hand. “Get me one of those
while I'm gone, I think I'm going to need it.”
The trip up the climbed the stairs was a slow and
cautious one, practice allowing her to avoid those steps that
creaked. He was a good baby but he was a light sleeper and she'd
quickly learned to avoid noises. She laid him down into the cradle,
pulling the light blanket over him. The sun had almost set, just a
sliver remaining above the silvery horizon as it sank into the seas.
The stars were slowly becoming visible through the thin clouds.
Ylsriss moved to the window and stared out over the city towards the
harbour, her thoughts far across the ocean as she glanced back at the
baby for a moment. Voices from the kitchen brought her back to
herself and she turned to the doorway. She didn't look at the rooftop
opposite Rhavin's house. It would have taken sharp eyes indeed to
have picked out the figure crouched low beside the chimney. As the
last light of the sun faded, the green-tinged mist rising from its
shoulders was just visible below the burning amber eyes. Eyes that
had watched so intently as she lay the baby down.
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