CHAPTER 61
They paused at the top end of the market square in Kunchik, just before entering the square. Penrys shook her head.
It’s only been four days since I was last here. Seems impossible.
The market looked unchanged, well populated even as evening approached. If any of the people had fled in anticipation of the Voice, there was no evidence of it now.
*Come on up past me. I’m going to attach my string to yours.*
She gave him a startled look. *I can’t handle that many yet.*
*It’s not for long.*
She led her string alongside his, and then beyond him. He leaned over as the last horse passed and slipped his own lead rope over the end of the pack frame in a double loop, freeing up his riding horse.
“Just hold them here until I get back,” he said, as he trotted by her and turned west,
