The house was in a much better state than when they had left it. It seemed Haris had repaired all the damage the ubir had done to his little cottage-like home. The view from the window showed a crisp early morning October in Michigan, and she could just make out the inn whose property Haris’s house sat.
“You want to tell us what actually happened now?” Haris said, closing the door to the basement. Kinza had given Grams a brief rundown of what had happened in Rhapta but nothing in too much detail and without all the specifics.
Kinza had no idea where to start and found herself looking to Zaid. How much do they know about Rhaptan politics? she asked.
How much do they know about Rhaptan politics? Enough to understand how they operate, but not much more than that, he replied. He turned to H
