It was a long night in the little cottage. The old seer and the young man kept watch over their charge, both wracked with worry. It was almost dawn when the girl finally opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.

Her head hurt and her mouth was dry and had a foul taste. She didn’t know who or where she was as she looked around the tiny room and when she tried to call out her voice was little more than a croaked whisper.

The two in the other room heard her all the same ...