“I was not aware Pojoaque was part of your grant,” Qadim said calmly.
“It is not part of yours, either,” Dani returned with a frown. “We were told that you were sent to Albuquerque. What are you doing here?”
Qadim wondered where the younger djinn had acquired that particular piece of information. Perhaps the elders had passed it on as a courtesy, since the land where the Santa Fe group of djinn and their Chosen had settled was not so very far from the grant which had been given to him.
“Looking for a horse,” Qadim replied.
“Do you jest?”
“No. I fear horses are in short supply in Albuquerque, but I knew I had seen some when I was here last. Unfortunately, they appear to all be gone.”
“We have gathered them in,” Dani said. “Our stores of fuel are dwindling, and Zahrias thought it bette
