Chapter 49

Again and again he said it, his voice shaking, his hands trembling. And she just stood there, utterly aloof: to her he was non-existent. Her eyes were fixed in front of her, and once her lips moved as if she was speaking to someone no earthly vision could see. Even as I had seen her speak at the Mere. “Have you finished?” With a sigh of utter weariness, the man rose to his feet. “Yes,” he said. “I have.” She smiled and held out her hand. “Good. For now there must be no delay, my friend. Pedro’s mistake has forced o…