Chapter Thirty-Six
Uri’madu
After eight more days of fruitless searching, the Uri’madu gathered once more in the marquee. Tam had cooked a stew, but no one except the Overlord seemed interested in eating. Andel and Sari huddled close together and Nachiel wept quietly in Ronnin’s arms.
The Overlord cleared his throat. “We have searched. Lind has gone. We mourn her absence, but time is short and assessments must be completed.”
Huldar felt Duvät’s words bounce off him. Surely the Gok was not serious? It now seemed certain that Lind had indeed become trapped in Qalān, and the horror of her fate sat dark in their minds. He felt his legs propel him upright.
Fear crossed the Overlord’s face. He shuffled back a step. “I am the Overlord!” he said. “I am the Imperial representative, which means
