‘Well done, Bugg. Now then, since I hear the Malazan entourage on its way in the hallway beyond: Brys, how big do you want to make your escort?’ ‘Two brigades and two battalions, sire.’ ‘Is that reasonable?’ Tehol asked, looking round. ‘I have no idea,’ Janath replied. ‘Bugg?’ ‘I’m no general, my Queen.’ ‘We need an expert opinion, then,’ said Tehol. ‘Brys?’
