CHAPTER 40
“So what’s all this about my learning Rasesni?” Zandaril asked.
Penrys waved him aside with a remote look. “Shhh. That’s for later.”
She c****d her head at the closed outer door to her room on the third floor. The door between them, in adjacent student rooms, stood open, and Zandaril was seated in the one chair in her own room, while she perched cross-legged on the narrow bed. They seemed to be in an unoccupied corner of the half-empty building. “I’m waiting for someone to come. If I did that right, that’s what they’ll do.”
“I don’t like you showing them everything like that. They are not your friends.”
She sighed. “Of course not. But I have to get their respect, one way or another. If I can’t convince them it’s better for them to fight with us on their side, they’re dead a
