Theo came to me a week later. He had news that he knew I had been waiting to hear. Halfway through my final two weeks with him.
“The threat to you has left Dardanos. It won’t be returning anytime soon.”
I was elated; I impulsively hugged him—even though I was still furious with him. “Thank you!”
“So life can go back to normal for you soon.” He looked at me like he was trying to read my soul. Theo was mostly blind; he didn’t always see that well depending on whether he’s had any recent visions. His gift of prognostication is the best in all of the tribes, after all. “Your destiny will begin shortly, Jume. I…will miss you once you quit working here, but it is the path you are meant to take.”
I didn’t know what to say. He had never “seen” anything involving me before. “I…I wish you and Mickey well, Theo.”
I really did. He was my cousin, we weren’t close, and I am still angry with him over what he had done to little Mickey, but I still care for him, greatly. We’re family.
But my mind is made up. I just couldn’t work for the judicial department for the city any longer. I can’t do it anymore. I’ve spoken with my sisters about it, and they understand.
It’s a matter of principle. It…the darkness of our people’s worst was draining me far too much, and for far too long. I can’t do it any longer.
Not and stay emotionally whole.
I have to do this; and I have to do it now. Or I never will.
I’m going to focus on building up my pottery business. In the meantime, I’m going to work for Alaun as her publication/personal assistant again.
Landrey, her current assistant, is going to resign for a while. She wants to focus on the twins she’s going to have in about three months. She grew up in foster care, so she doesn’t have a lot of family. She and her sister are both expecting twins now, are newly mated to very wealthy Dardaptoans, and are settling into their new homes clear across the city from where we live. They want to focus on their families now.
I can understand wanting to be with family.
Now that I know how to use the computer and do the necessary research Alaun will need, I think I’ll do just fine.
Alaun will pay me for my part-time work.
That will give me so much time to work on my pots.
Now that I don’t have the threat of a hired killer hanging over my head, I can devote the time to finding the best clay in Dardanos. And making my own paints and glazes.
I’m actually looking forward to it.
Except for one thing.
Mak. I’m losing Mak. I haven’t really let myself process that yet.
I don’t need a guard anymore.
He has no reason to stay. None at all.