It was a lazy day off and she was making the most of it. It was her fourth book that day, and she wasn’t planning on stopping anytime soon. Reading High Nyal was tricky, but she enjoyed languages. Her current book was a treaty on the laws of fencing. Her com beeped from across the room, and Meena looked up. “What?” Her agent’s voice came through. “I know it is your day off, Meena, but we have an emergency.” Meena sighed and turned her book off. She crossed the room and turned on the visual. “What is it, Noree?” Her agent looked uncomfortable. “I am on handheld outside your door. Can I come in?” Meena got to her feet and opened the door. Noree’s butter-yellow features were flashing coral with her agitation. “Come in and have a seat? Can I get you some juice or sugar water?” Noree smiled. “Juice please. It has been a rough few hours.
