Wren watched her warily. ‘I don’t know how you stand it,’ she muttered, looking completely miserable. ‘Stand what?’ Thea asked, frowning. ‘Living and travelling with a bunch of rowdy men.’ Torj stopped mid-sentence. ‘You don’t like men, Elwren?’ To Thea’s surprise, her sister sized him up. ‘None that I’ve met, Warsword.’
