Worse, on the morrow there would be another, and another after that, and—Cease, Susanna! You make it no better with your pacing and muttering. You have been given time, have you not? Time Judas and you might not have had. Time otherwise filled with fear and riding hard in hopes of reaching the queen before your pursuers reached you. Time in which to fail—perhaps mortally. Now do something with that time!“What?” she asked of walls she was certain had moved nearer in upon her since she had awakened hours ago.She turned quickly around, but there was nothing here with which to occupy herself while she waited for word of how Judas fared on his first day of Wulfen training.Suddenly light of head, wishing she had been more temperate in her movements, she splayed her hands out to her sides. When she once more settled into her center, she crossed to the window and peered out at nothing—at least, not anything that could hold her interest, for she had been placed in a tower room at the back of the donjon.
