"Did she say anything while she was lucid?" Gripped by terror, Galen tried to think of something, anything to do.

Jason shook his head. "Other than 'tie my hands'? She said something about a demon. 'Not damsel - demon'. That's it."

Damsel. That rang a bell in Galen's memory. When had he been talking to Lydia about a damsel? Damoiselle? "Shit. That scroll she's been so hung up on." He turned to rummage through the now jumbled pile of papers and books on her desk. "We're ...