“Hmm,” she said, scowling at the mention of Tahir.
“Done,” Savar said, pulling back and letting Zaid sit up. The Anunnaki healing was already working to knit the skin together to prevent any infection. He put his shirt back on and nodded in thanks. Savar only started cleaning up, so Zaid went out into the hall with Kinza.
She still had that expression as she looked around at the empty bedrooms. “Where to next?” she asked.
“The Grand Hall,” he replied, grabbing the duffel bag he had left outside the door. Halfway down the hall, he stopped at an empty room and turned the handle, stepping inside.
“What are you doing?” Kinza asked.
He just held the door open and indicated to the contents of the room. It was only slightly less empty than Savar’s office, with a bedroll, a few chests, and a
