Sohorkon was getting nervous. He stood just within the confines of the jungle cover looking out at the main road to Putra' Fi Sorro. It was long since the gate should have been opened and his men streaming through. Instead, the gate was locked tight . . . With an inordinate number of guards along the wall.
This is bad! he thought. I have to get in! His brother was there. The Princess and her sister were there. He turned and called up his second and Muustha, the Pontu’ Gi, and began to issue orders.