Eve's POV
The petition arrived on a Tuesday.
Same courier system.
Eve read it at the kitchen table.
Read it again.
Set it down.
Maya was across from her eating toast and not pretending not to watch.
"What is it," Maya said.
"He wants a room," Eve said. "Twenty four hours. Before the formal proceedings begin." She looked at the document. "An arbitration session. Just us."
Maya looked at the petition.
"Is that legal," she said.
"It's an ancient provision," Eve said. "Vessa will know it." She paused. "It's real."
"So he found a gap," Maya said.
"He always finds a gap," Eve said.
Maya was quiet for a moment.
"Are you going," she said.
Eve looked at the petition.
At Malachai's seal at the bottom.
At the formal language wrapped around what was.....underneath all of it.....a man asking for twenty four hours before everything ended.
"I don't know yet," she said.
She brought it to the study.
Put it on the table.
Let them read it.
