CHAPTER 24

The Crochans ignored her. And ignored the
Thirteen. A few hissed insults as they passed,
but one glance from Manon and the Thirteen
kept their fists balled at their sides.
The Crochans remained in the camp for a
week to tend to their wounded, and so Manon
and the Thirteen had remained as well,
ignored and hated.
“What is this place?” Manon asked Glennis
as she found the crone polishing the handle of
a gold-bound broom beside the fire. Two
others lay on a cloak nearby. Menial work for
the witch in charge of this camp.