She picked up his bedroll and a blanket, and draped them over him, half-expecting him to shrink away. He mumbled his thanks through rattling teeth and drew the covering closer. She wrapped the other blanket around herself and sat on her own bundle.
Who was she to carve up Brun’s beliefs? If a more experienced fleetwalker had gone to Longfen, perhaps Brun would never have been involved. She had taken on the task and without Elaaron’s permission, disappearing in the middle of the night, leaving him obliged to send Tysin to find her. She was tired and dispirited. Tysin had stopped shivering. She checked to make sure he was okay. He was asleep.
Good idea. Try it yourself O’Neil.
Good idea. Try it yourself O’Neil.When she emerged from restless dozing, a thought awaited her. No one is to blam
