Hedda Lorne Keeps Her Words
- Cheap passage
- A quick catch
- Busier than the day
- Passage slackens
At Carrick Stile Hedda Lorne stood at the gate with nothing in her hands but her twelve words, and she said them under her breath while the boatman counted her in. The Antswarm’s link came in at the tail of the catch, a tenth of a drop a span, and the boatman waved her aboard without asking her name. She kept the words where she always kept them, behind her teeth, and did not give them to him.