"It's on an island, isn't it?" Tel asked.
"That's right," Petra said.
"Gee, Alter. Now I can teach you how to fish, and we'll be right by the sea."
"What about Uske?" Arkor asked. "You can either walk into his room and interrupt an obscene dream he's having, and present your case and be arrested for treason, or you can leave well enough alone at this point and wait till the opportunity comes to do something constructive."
Suddenly Jon grinned. "Hey, you say he's asleep?" He turned and bounded for the door.
"What are you going to do?" Petra called.
Jon looked at Arkor. "Read my mind," he said.
Then Arkor laughed.
In his bedroom, Uske rolled over through a silken rustle, opened one eye, and thought he heard a sound.