CHAPTER 35
By the middle of the next morning, Penrys had completed her rounds. Each of her charges had been fed again, but they still weren’t talking—cooperative when she or Najud moved them, but initiating little movement unguided.
Najud had left a few minutes ago to see how things were progressing in the other kazrab. She’d wanted to see for herself, but there was no leaving these women alone, not with a hot stove she wasn’t sure they could perceive. She also wasn’t sure how they might react if both their new guardians vanished at the same time.
She talked to them constantly, trying to keep her voice from going hoarse as it had the day before when she’d wanted to make herself heard over the storm. The damage had healed overnight, but she expected to be talking like this all day, as a
