Once I rehydrated myself, which doesn't happen as quickly as you think, it was only to dry myself out once more by pushing water into Gus's system. I had to totter to the kitchens for more water, only to come to with Tim holding my pitcher and looking down at me as though he'd nearly tripped over a dead cat, not a person.
"You're going to get me fired," he said. "No, killed. Couldn't you have sent someone if you felt that bad?"
I scowled at him as I used my icy limbs to push myself up.
"Where did you get that water?" I asked, suddenly realizing something huge that I should have thought of before. "Does the duchy get their water all from the same place?"
"No," he looked at me as though I were crazy. "The kitchen draws from a separate well that's been enchanted to connect to all the plum
