he said afterward, rising and pulling on his clothes. “Salters are most active at night.” He lit a glass-shuttered candle set on a shelf fixed to the wall by the door. “There are centipedes and scorpions. You’d best sleep in the hammock.” Then he was gone. I barred the door as I wondered what a h...
FIX MY BRIDLE.” After six hands of days riding south with Bakhtiian and his army of twenty thousands, Vasha no longer flinched when his father spoke to him. “I want to sit down.” Vasha took the bridle, slung it over his shoulders, and rolled out the carpet for his father to sit on, tossing down t...
Get dressed! Riding gear, if you have it.” He made no move to help me. Instead, he strode to the doorway and called impatiently back into the parlor. “No! You must all leave. You should have left already, as your masters have evidently abandoned you. Hurry.” &n...