encouragement. She had stopped and faced him squarely. “Please? I would make you most welcome,” she said coyly. “Just come to the tower and ask for Nêrôdha. She’s the Matron of the Orphanage as well as being my guardian. Asking for Nêrôdha by name, will guarantee you special conduct through the tower to the Orphanage, which is situated right at the centre of the Spryd colony.”
“If I should find out more than we both know at present, I’ll certainly be back to tell you,” Nomis said, grinning stupidly and catching hold of her tiny hand. He was rewarded with a charming blush from Drimana.
“I must away now or Nêrôdha’ll be worried about me. See, here’s the entrance.” As they were talking, they had been absently walking down a side tunnel. It ended in a dark hole, which Drimana prepared to enter. Nomis suddenly did not want to say goodbye to her, but knew that he must. Without any pre-amble, she stood on tip-toes and gave him a light kiss on his cheek and ran into the sanctuary of the Kitchen Tower before he had a chance to say or do any more.