4. Good TheftIt was mid-morning and Sabienn saw the sun was high and giving welcome warmth to his face. He stood on the lookout near the Green Moon Monastery surveying the town that seemed to come alive once a year; as chance would have it, while they were there.
Out over the expanse of the field before him he saw tents and temporary huts and fires for gathering. Pens had been set aside to serve for necessary husbandry as the cattle appeared to be the real stars of this show.
“The real festivities kick off tomorrow,” said Sayell coming up to Sabienn and taking him by surprise. She held a bouncing Naymee who was in good cheer in her arms. “The Brother will see you now.”
“They really get into the spirit,” said Sabienn, indicating the masses on the green fields. “It’s a shame we won’t be h
