CHAPTER 16
The boat had stopped again and Penrys stared at the planks in front of her and concentrated on breathing. The light was fading from the sky. Must be time for camp.
Familiar feet in laced-instep boots stomped into her field of view and she saw the tip of the metal rod. She tried not to cringe, but she could hear the involuntary whine from her throat. Stop it. Don’t give him the satisfaction.
Baelnei ran the tip of the rod across her cheek and she felt the dullness of the deadened chain and the vanishing of the least flicker of her awareness of other minds. It didn’t last long enough to completely black her out, and she blinked in surprise.
He usually waits until the campfire. Why now? Maybe we’ll camp right here on the boat and build a fire on the water.
She giggled at the s
