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it wasn’t included with her laundry.  She’d wash that herself tonight in the shower, hanging it to dry in her closet where it would be less obvious .  She had several other similar black outfits, just in case she was called out tonight and this material hadn’t dried yet. 
    That day, s he helped the rest of the staff get the palace back to normal but even she had to admit that she was mildly depressed.  The excitement of the past few days had been intense, and now, the lack of that excitement was a letdown . 
    Over the next week, there were two more skirmishes in which her team was called out.  She was also called upon to help a woman in a small village give birth to her first baby when the village doctor was called away on another emergency.  She enjoyed these interludes of excitement, but there was something missing now. Isla refused to admit that she wanted to see that ma n again.  And when she found her self thinking about him, she told herself that it was only mild concern for his wound and she wanted to make sure he’d seen a doctor. 
    She also had thi s strange feeling, as if she were being watched.  When she snuck out of the palace, there was just a tingle that she couldn’t identify, as if there was a spy following her.  She was extra careful, had learned long ago to pay attention to these kinds of feelings.  But as the week went by, the feeling intensified.  It changed subtly though.  The feeling of being watched was still there, but she felt almost as if she were waiting for something to happen. 
    The feelings intensified and she kept looking over her shoulder, trying to see if someone inside the palace was doing anything malicious.  But there wasn’t anything she could see.  Her guards were starting to look at her strangely and when she went out at night, she was more jumpy that usual.  The dark shadows that they used for their protection and to hide from detection now looked cruel and scary, as if they were hiding something she should run from as fast and hard as possible. 

Chapter 3
    Zarah rushed into the dining room, breathless from her run.  “They’re back!” she yelped, eager to see her brother and new sister-in-law .  They’d just returned from their honeymoon and Zarah had been waiting anxiously to see if they were still as happy now as they had been on their wedding day.  Isla wasn’t sure what Zarah expected to see.  It wasn’t as if they would be fighting on their honeymoon.
    Goodness!  She actually blushed because her mind pictured her mysterious stranger and herself wrapped in each other’s arms, gloriously naked and enjoying the same act ivities.  What was she thinking?  
    When Isla only sipped her coffee once again, Zarah stared at her curiously.  “Aren’t you excited to see them?”
    Isla thought about that for a moment.  She couldn’t put her finger on her wariness and it was really starting to bother her now.  The feeling had intensified in the past few days and she was becoming jumpy and paranoid.  “Yes.  But don’t you feel something?”
    Zarah came more fully into the beige and maroon room and sat down on one of the brocade covered chairs .  “What do you mean?”
    Isla couldn’t put her finger on exactly the issue, but she felt a shiver run down her spine.  She leaned forward and placed her coffee cup carefully in the china saucer, trying to figure out what was wrong.  “I don’t know really.  I just have this feeling that something is going to happen.”
    Zarah laughed , waving her hand as if her sister were being ridiculous .  “Are you turning psychic on me now?”
    Isla knew she was sounding odd.  Even a bit mysterious, but she couldn’t help it.  She’d never felt this way before and it was making her think she was seeing things now, shadows that couldn’t possibly be there and had no reason to hide from her .  “I’m sorry.  I do sound weird.”   She ran a nervous hand through her hair and tried to get a grip on