CHAPTER 42
Well, this is an improvement.
Penrys found the mood at lunch a very different affair from the meal the night before. The excited voices echoed off the walls as the wizards, in groups, argued about what they had been practicing during the morning sessions. She still couldn’t spot Dhumkedbhod.
Zongchas himself had participated—all of them had. “How do you think it went?” he asked.
“Fine. It was fine,” she said. “Um, where was Dhumkedbhod? Do I need to see him independently?”
“There were important matters he needed to address.” The embarrassment she felt belied Zongchas’s reply. So, he won’t participate. I hope they try to teach him separately—they’re going to need everyone. Mentally, she shrugged. There was nothing she could do about it.
“I’ve got one more big lesson for the
