It's two more weeks before the company turns for home. You've had time to think about Salar's bombshell story, though so far you haven't told anyone about it, including Diar. It's too dangerous.
You also haven't solved the mystery of who commissioned The King of Icemere and why. Salar has good reason to want the Raven publicly embarrassed, but you're pretty sure Salar's never been to Medaris. It's remotely possible that he could have commissioned the play anonymously from a distance, but nothing you've seen from Salar so far suggests that subtle plans are his style. You feel that you've gotten an intellectual workout trying to untangle the question, but haven't arrived at an answer.
Autumn is already coming in the mountains, but it's still hot in Medaris when you arrive.