“Lorian!” I called, voice raw. The good commander turned, eyes raw as well. “Hadrian?” “How did you do it?” I asked. I’d always wanted to know, and now it seemed I’d never have another chance. “Rescue that lieutenant from the Chantry and reach the Council?” The door opened, and the big, bald gaoler appeared. “How did I save your ass, you mean? Was that the one time you meant?” and he grinned wolfishly despite the water in his eyes and tapped his nose with a finger. “I’ll tell you another time.”
