"You have Cinka to keep you company, Zaile." Maelinn spoke evenly, keeping her eyes on Zaile's face.
"I can get rid of her if that is what you want, Maelinn." Zaile stated without a second thought. A look of unmistakable horror crossed Cinka's face. She was being paid well for this job.
"Zaile," Maelinn gave a little sigh of frustration, "I don't like how easily you get rid of -anyone- you no longer have use for. I do not like Cinka, but don't fire her on my account."
