Chapter 141
There is much to tell.” Sevin’s eyes looked across their group before turning to his men. “Take their horses, see them rubbed down and the dust off their coats. Bring dried dates, cohi, bread, and whatever perishables are freshest.” They were ushered into the lord’s tent. It was large enough for a table, cot, and a number of personal affects. However, it was unlike Hants’s tent on the march. This had been set up with the intention of not being moved for some time. “Are you in contact with your father?” Hants asked, sitting on one of the large pillows atop the hide that surrounded the low table. “Regularly.” Sevin sat next to his daughter. “I will send word to him immediately.” “I would like to include a personal letter.” Hants motioned for Garll to sit at his right hand, and she did so
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