with some interest.

Nice, she thought. If only I weren't so tired!

She tugged at Heraklia's sleeve. "I don't think Studdeley is invited to move in," she grinned, "but, I'm sure he won't mind be stabled with the royal menagerie."

Vashti threw back her head and laughed. "Those animals eat better than most nobles in Babylon!"

Giggling, Vashti looked askance at her cup. Was this sense of well-being the chica? Or was it the coca?

"Look over there," Vashti pointed at a crowd of folk who had gathered in the corner.

She stood up abruptly, feeling the need to move or sink into a stupor. "I'm gonna find out," she grinned again.