Zaid rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, still alive,” he said with a sigh.
Kinza had walked over and Tiamat turned to her, “My dear, I do not know whether you are innocent or guilty, but I do believe in a fair trial, and that was not something you have been given. I’m sure yesterday was a horrifying way to be introduced to Rhapta and its people, but I assume you know not all of us are so quick to judge.”
“Thank you, but it seems the odds are against me,” Kinza said, rubbing her arms. It would be night soon and the evening chill had started to come early.
“I must be getting back to my family, but Ekaja did also send me with something...” she dug around in a cloth bag she had slung across her shoulders. “Ah, here!” she said, handing over a small red leather book with gold lettering on th
