Before they reached the first gate, Tiessi walked up and thrust an old pair of laced-instep boots and socks into her arms. “Your feet look about my size, and you need something.”
She turned and walked off, while Penrys called after her, “Thank you for your kindness.”
Baelnei snorted but said nothing.
She was marched through the second gate, and then left alone, and all the children came running. She let them surround her and support her back to her pallet, where she was grateful to sink down, and lean her back against the wall.
“What did they want? Are you all right?”
She raised her hand against the bombardment of questions. There’d been enough questions for one day.
“They wanted to know what I’d seen of the other chained wizards. Bilget asked the questions. They didn’t hurt me.” Yet
