Location: The Pavilion — the workshop
Date: 30 Emberwane 9943 AZI, Restday, late evening, to 1 Frostforge, Kindleday, first light
Realm: Lower Realm
The workshop step was cold, and Cangwei sat on it for an hour before she went in.
An hour inside was six minutes of somebody else's evening, which was the only reason she allowed herself to take it. The bundle was against her ribs under the sling arm, the ledger open on her knee, and she wrote what she needed in the order she would be asked for it, and then struck the order out and wrote it again in the order it would be given. They were not the same order. They seldom were.
Through the door she could hear the scratch of a pencil on slate. One pencil, and nobody talking. The Commander worked late on Restdays when there was nobody to stop her, and on most other days as well.
