Ehhaai. (Asleep.)
He was alone. They'd bound him, lashed and carted him to a quiet room with no windows and all walls. The door shut hard, locked and barred, and his straps parted.
He was at the door in strides, pounded and demanded their word be kept. Ayel was gone from him, gone and wounded and with the Thaessu. His fist was raw after a dozen strikes, but the door would not move. He backed away, paced himself to a corner and pressed the heels of his hands against his eyes. There was only waiting to be done.
There were too many of them.
He was at the door in strides, pounded and demanded their word be kept. Ayel was gone from him, gone and wounded and with the Thaessu. His fist was raw after a dozen strikes, but the door would not move. He backed away, paced himself to a corner and pressed the heels of his hands against his eyes. There was only waiting to be done.
There were too many of them.