“Which I am,” said Waterstone firmly. “Someone has to pull you in before your enthusiasm and the demands of others overstretches you.”
“All right. Point taken, even though I haven’t agreed to anything yet. We’re just looking at possibilities at the moment, you know.”
Watersone met his eyes and smiled at him but said nothing more.
Navira accepted a cup of tea from Rainstorm and took a sip before asking slowly, “Shouldn’t we warn Kosar and Jarand that we intend to intervene; that they run the risk of being embarrassed in front of thousands of their men?”
“Tarkyn has already warned them separately and together,” answered Stormaway. “They have appeared to take heed, but in reality each of them has continued to plot against the other.” He shrugged. “I suppose we should, once more, give them
