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let it get that far. They couldn’t find out she was a psychic, which meant she dared only to sense their emotions and would do nothing to change them. She even had to be careful with how she sensed their energy. If she let her mind venture too deep, they could sense her presence.
    To make matters less complicated, she waited for Alabell to return first.
    “Is Basen still awake?” Sanya asked.
    “I’m not sure. I only spoke with Cleve and Reela. Are you going over there?” Alabell glanced down at the nightgown spilling out from the bottom of Sanya’s coat and gave an expression of disapproval.
    “I think I am. I haven’t spoken to him at all.”
    “And you might sleep there?”
    “Only if he wants my company.” Seeing Alabell’s eyes drop, Sanya used a soothing tone. “Nothing will happen. We’re only friends.”
    Alabell dismissed the implication with a wave. “Do what you wish. It doesn’t affect me.”
    Sanya didn’t call her on her lie. She kissed Alabell on the cheek, then left.
    Cleve and Reela promptly turned to face Sanya just after she closed her front door. Mimicking Alabell, she locked it and then chuckled to herself at the absurdity of it.
    When she was close enough to speak in a hushed voice, she asked, “Does Terren expect you both to be out here every night?” If not, then tomorrow might be a better option.
    “We volunteered,” Cleve said in his dry voice.
    “Actually, Cleve volunteered us.” Reela yawned.
    Sanya laughed as she sensed their emotions. Good, there was no suspicion. “I didn’t get a chance to speak to Basen today.”
    “We should let him sleep,” Reela interrupted before Sanya could say more.
    She glanced back at her house. Psyche told her Alabell was in Sanya’s dark room, watching through the window.
    “I just want to make sure he knows I’m here to help if there’s anything I can do,” Sanya persisted.
    Reela frowned. “You should speak with him tomorrow.”
    “I might not get a chance tomorrow. Cleve can attest that I don’t spend much time in the dining hall, and there’s nowhere else for me to meet him.”
    “Let’s see if he’s awake and let him answer for himself,” Cleve said.
    Reela appeared reluctant but agreed.
    They went around to Basen’s window, which was already open, to Sanya’s surprise. Basen leaned against the inside wall. “Hello, Sanya,” he said in his cool tenor.
    She smiled. “You heard us?”
    “No, I’ve just been like this for an hour, hoping someone would come around.”
    Reela sighed. “You should be sleeping.”
    “I can’t seem to sleep knowing people are staying awake at my expense. Perhaps some company will help.” He left his room and disappeared into the hall. Sanya went around to the front of the house as he opened the door. Reela clasped her shoulder before she went in.
    “Just try not to keep him up any longer than he needs to be.” Reela sounded genuinely worried about Basen’s health.
    “Whatever Basen wants,” Sanya agreed.
    “I can’t tell if I feel like a king or a prisoner,” Basen joked.
    It reminded Sanya of a quote she thought of often. A king is a prisoner to his own power.
    Once she and Basen entered his room, he went across to close his window. Sanya shut the door behind her and glanced around for his weapons. His wand was on his dresser, across from his bed. His sword and dagger were in sheaths leaning against his wardrobe, extremely accessible. She held back a grin.
    “Is Annah here?” Sanya asked, though she already knew the answer.
    “She’s in her room, probably not sleeping so she can stay awake worrying about me. We contemplated sharing a room until the murderer attacks, but we’re trying to keep our relationship at a level of friendship, and sharing a bed makes that difficult.”
    “I see.”
    They both awkwardly eyed the bed, then each other. Basen sat down and patted beside him. Sanya gladly accepted his invitation, sitting close and tucking her arm around his.
    She was