that enabled Colene to rescue them from captivity by the Emperor. He now accepted the necessity of that action, and was relieved that it had happened.
Colene turned to him. She hugged him, wordlessly but not thoughtlessly.
"But where are his supplies?" he asked after a moment. For the horse had been burdened with all of their spare food, clothing, and tools.
The despots took everything away.
"My bike!" Colene exclaimed aloud, then covered her mouth as if to silence herself. She was referring to her bicycle, an instrument with which she could travel with greater speed and ease than on foot. It also had been part of Seqiro"s load.
That, too. I think they locked up what they did not understand, and they thought that to be part of a wagon.
Colene made a wry face. She did not like losing
