Far into the night, Jamole couldn’t fall asleep. Each time he shut his eyes to sleep Oril’s porcine face and cute body flashed in his thought. He had stood up severally to confirm if she was still at the spot outside and indeed she was all alone; her head on her bag and legs curled so charming that he doubted if she was human to an extent he was losing trust in Oril; ever since he found Lord Mayor’s diamond ring in his chamber. He had decided to keep it secret knowing that soon Lord Mayor would begin to search for it then he would know what to do with...