“Master Cosmas and Girisunika drew ahead as they walked through the marble halls. Arram, who had been raised to be polite, kept pace with the slower old woman. They had not gone far before she asked, "Did you have help from the others?" Arram looked at her. "No, Master," he said. "They couldn't have done it anyway. They aren't very good.” Arram DraperNumairTamora Pierce Author:Tamora Pierce (Author)