Silhara shoved his cup and the bottle of Fire to the far end of the table. “We’ll do nothing more than load the wagon and harness Gnat. You’ll drive it to the city. Take Cael. I’ve already made arrangements for you to stay with your houri friend Anya for a week, or longer if you wish it.” He smiled at Gurn’s flushed features. “You must possess considerable skills beneath the blankets. She’s sent a message expressing her eagerness for your visit.”
