CHAPTER 19
Penrys admired the bustle and long lines as she gave up her spot in the bathing tents. All the water-based businesses had been quick to take advantage of the unusually early stop and the nearby river to get as many things clean as possible, clothing as well as people.
She found Tak Tuzap and Gailen where she’d left them, seated on the ground at the feet of the formidable Rai Limfa. The woman was in charge of three cloth and laundry wagons, with her tailor husband, three laundresses, and assorted helpers and drivers. Her almost-grown son traveled with her, as well as her youngest child, a girl about Tak’s age.
Penrys had noticed they each wore their hair in a single braid, like the boy from Neshilik. Perhaps the troopers kept their hair short for helmets.
Rai had offered to h
