Chapter 10: RescueLorenz sat in the third row of the cairt, a transport for ten people. The Director of Carving, his son, and three other Tris still had relatives in Donnick willing to take them in. Lorenz's face was taunt and his grey eyes glittering. He resented Lamar's objections to Abs sitting with House. To not have taken them would have been a betrayal. It was difficult for him to accept that Lamar was his great-uncle when comparing Lamar with the men he had called uncle in his youth.
Lamar sat stiffly beside Beatrice in the front row of seats during the journey. His younger, his Maca, had ignored his vigorous objections to Abs in the cairt. Llewellyn's brown eyes had reflected puzzlement.
“Laten tis of our House, and we canna leave the lassie or the laddies.”
The rule of the Sist
