Jamin turned to go back the way he had come.
"Giving up so easily?" Nusrat's eyes filled with amusement. "My sister seeks to sink a knife into an Ubaid heart. Would you deny her the pleasure?"
"I am no longer Ubaid," Jamin said. "I have nothing to offer your sister now. Not even water rights to the river."
"But that is not the price she demanded, now, is it?" Nusrat picked up his bow and arrow and began walking along the ridge, neither closer to the assembled tribes, nor towards the trail from whence Jamin had come. He signaled for Jamin to follow. "Besides, I would rather slit her throat myself than watch her be married off to Yazan's brother, Dirar."
"She hates me," Jamin said.
"She hates Dirar even more for prevailing upon Roshan to join their raid instead of listening to her," Nus
