TWELVE
Kaveh pushed open the city gates, then peered outside. "There's no one here," he reported. "Just like I told you."
Aladdin breathed out a sigh of relief. If Gwandoya wasn't waiting for him, then perhaps he would be able to make it home alive. He still had a desert to cross, a daunting thought even with Kaveh's help.
"Do you have the wineskins?" Aladdin asked. He would drink the contents tonight, and refill them with water when they reached the oasis. After he had drunk his fill of water for the first time in a week.
"I have the wineskins, and everything else you wanted. I may not be a particularly powerful djinn, but I do have some talents," Kaveh said with a sniff.
Talents such as carrying enormously heavy loads, or moving heavy things, Aladdin knew now. And to be visible or
