Chapter 21
Yashiv wondered where Master was. He glanced right, then left, wishing he could see through the walls of the palace. He hoped Master was safe with Nenet and they’d be able to find a way to free Wen.
Gala, he prayed, why have you left my side? If it’s to protect the child, then surely, it’s for the best.
He knew they didn’t have long to live. Someone would come to question them, and when they were unsuccessful, death would be swift.
The four of them had been left to bake in the sun for the past two hours, tied to metal rings in the wall of a small courtyard. Their restraints were only rope, but the ties were tight and Yashiv couldn’t rub himself free, no matter how hard he squirmed. Blood dripped down his wrists from the effort. To his left, Kaapo slumped. The guard was still
