Chapter 41

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CHAPTER 41 Penrys hardly touched her breakfast, anticipating a stormy morning. After the meal, she stood aside with Zandaril and wiped her sweaty palms surreptitiously on her breeches. “Watch m’back, will you?” she muttered to Zandaril, while they waited for the tables to be cleared away to the walls, and the benches arranged in rough rows. She walked out and stood in front of three dozen wizards, waiting for them to arrange themselves and quiet down. The teachers, she saw, occupied the back rows. She couldn’t spot Dhumkedbhod. Has he absented himself from this? That’s not good. Rather than shout, she looked over at Zandaril and mouthed “whistle” at him, and he obligingly set his fingers to his mouth and startled them into silence. “All right, folks, we don’t have a lot of time so let

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