“I cried. “You’ve misunderstood!” But how was I supposed to explain? Saying we were from Suala would probably land us in prison too. “We’re only waiting on our mam,” Tog said. He pointed toward Janelia and the guards. “See, we lost our father because of the war, and our farm, too, and Lord Jedidiah Reston helped us so much, with his refugee camp and all, and we came to the cap—er, Charmeil, to thank him.” “But none of us have palace clothes, exactly, and Mama was ashamed of how we look, so she t...old us to wait here,” Herk added. He poked his finger into a hole in his shirt—how had he already gotten a hole in his new shirt? “See?” The police officer—some sort of constable?—looked confused. Then something like disgust slid over his face. “And your mam wanted to see Lord Reston all by herself?” he asked. “She wanted to entice him to some pub, I’ll warrant, and then—” “No, no,” Tog interrupted. “That’s not—” The constable clapped his hand over Tog’s mouth.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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