She was used to a daily nap, as the afternoon desert heat often made physical labor impossible. Kadar had always teased her mercilessly about her afternoon slumber, but that had not broken her of the habit. It seemed the Temple would. She was also used to being active and the past two months of only walking from dorm to classroom made her feel dull and sleepy all the time. She brought back her drifting attention. The tall, thin teacher, dressed in the blue robes of Parasu, was pointing to a map of the Northern Territory. He was focusing on the geography of Trebue, a city to the north of Illian, beside Lake Denia. “Trebue is an easy three days’ journey from here,” Scholar Jantis explained to the class. “It has a population very much like our own in the capital city.” Sulis tuned him out again, staring out the window at the sunny courtyard behind the classrooms and dormitories of Parasu, where most of their lessons were held.
