don't care for the way I do things, send Drago the Bear," Rihwin said sulkily. "He'll do exactly as you say—he hasn't the wit to do anything else."
"That's why I'm sending you," Gerin answered. "But you need to understand what's riding on this, and that I don't want any of your japes and scrapes as full toward third quarter. Gerin got up and stared through his narrow window at the multiple shadows the moons cast.
Nothos had climbed almost to his high point in the sky before the Fox finally slept.
* * *
After a couple of days of thought, Gerin did appoint Rihwin his envoy to Aragis the Archer. He would sooner have fared south himself, but dared not, not with so many things poised to go wrong close to home.
"Tell him how things are here," he said to Rihwin.