CHAPTER 22
“Why is it taking so long?”
Najud’s complaint was for Vylkar’s ear alone. Most of the day had been consumed in quiet conversations among the prisoners in twos and threes, interspersed with some of the exercises Najud had initiated to polish their group shield work. Considering that they were all senior in their professions, there was little to hold them in that.
Vylkar glanced over at Najud. “Patience, my young friend. Politicians move slowly.”
“But not Penrys,” Najud muttered, and Vylkar’s solemn face broke into a smile.
“Nothing has changed, I see. She was always impatient of restrictions and the slow pace of others.”
“What was it like when you found her?” Najud asked. “I’ve heard her version of the story.”
Vylkar shifted his position and the ankle chain c*****d. The sh
