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"Find the children, and ill find the rebels and their sympathizers," Asome said

"And then?" Jayan asked

"Then we execute all three," Ashan said "Rebels, syreenlanders of the futility of resistance, and its consequence We will make the other chin nie’Sharuht their rescuers"

Inevera kept her center, even as Ashan deviated fro a handful of children was still a hter Jayan favored, but she did not know if she could allohen the time came

"Very well," Jayan said "As you coerous word Jayan was assuardless As Sharuht, but Inevera had intended the Watchers to report to the throne--her--to avoid unintended brutality

She breathed, keeping her center Sacrifices h in the Sharum Ka’s court, and her Krevakh and Nanji sister-wives could put their daave her seven breaths to speak, and then struck his staff of office "It is settled Send your Watchers, Sharuress"

Jayan threw a s for the door where Hasik, his new bodyguard, waited

Three days passed, with no sign of the rebels or the stolen nie’Sharum, and Abban could sense a black , khaffit, and chin had begun to find a level of coed with the attacks on the sharaji and kidnappings Krasians gave the chin a wide berth now, eyeing them withthe chin of trade

Dama patrols in the marketplace had increased ai tails from their belts or lean on their whip staves The weapons were always in et the attention of one they sought to question

And those questionings, the thing everyone in the bazaar fro more and more frequently The Sharum had been forbidden to kick in doors and search everywhere, but the da any excuse to conduct searches, and their jurisdiction ide

Abban watched from the flaps of his pavilion as a pair of Kaji dama tore the back of a chin wo her with their staves for not being properly veiled

It had been around her neck, si the bustle of the day and not hurriedly replaced

Abban closed the flap to muffle her screams

"I pray to Everam we find the rebels soon," he said "This is bad for business"

"If it can be done, the Krevakh will do it," Qeran said "It was ai’sharak No better trackers exist on Ala"

The drillmaster still looked uncoer afford the luxury of leaving him in his compound to train recruits He depended on Qeran’s status and experience to keep him alive

They retired to Abban’s private office The khaffit opened a hidden panel on his writing desk, re it to Qeran "I have some plans I need you to review before I present them to the throne"