Chapter Twenty-Seven
Spreading the Word
Lodariel had been restless for several days. She had the odd feeling that something was about to happen, much like the tense moment that comes just before lightning strikes. It made her waspish and uneasy. She spent as much time away from Iarion and Barlo as she could without offending them. She saw no need for them to suffer as well.
Today, the feeling seemed to shift into the sense of an approaching presence. Although it was elusive, it seemed familiar. Lodariel found herself constantly turning around, looking over her shoulder to see who was there. All she saw was her shadow. It made her want to scream in frustration.
She struggled to suppress her irritation as she sat with Iarion and Barlo for lunch. The two friends chatted about old times, h
