Chapter 22
WHEN JAVES LOOKED aside in the crowded street, where people walked past in groups, carrying all their possessions, the windwalker had already replaced the hood over his malformed head. With the growths hidden under the fabric, Karlen looked almost normal.
“Where can we go?” Javes asked. “We’d prefer to get out of town before the river cuts us off. We’ve got a long way still to go.”
It had started raining again. The sky was darkening alarmingly and still a lot of people were making their way towards the bridge.
“Across the river? I know a place to stay on the far bank. It’s not classy, but it’s comfortable.”
“We have no money, but we do have a tent.”
“You don’t need money.”
“What about the animals? The camel and the goats are ours.”
Karlen’s pale gaze went to Tali who sto
