CHAPTER 16
“I need a building,” Penrys said. “Maybe two.”
She was exhausted but she couldn’t go to bed until she’d had this discussion with Tun Jeju. The Imperial Security building itself was almost as alive with activity as in the middle of the day, but the familiar meeting room they shared was empty of all but the two of them.
Tun Jeju looked as if the day’s events hadn’t touched him, but Penrys knew her own face and posture belied her clean clothing.
Only the notju’s raised eyebrows betrayed his surprise at her request.
“You see, the wizards like Char Nojuk… they need a base. They can’t fight from their compounds—too scattered, they have families with them that aren’t wizards, and so forth. You don’t expect an army to fight out of its homes, after all.
“In Rasesdad, they have the
