Chapter 12Burdened by Hawklan’s body, Isloman was unable to use his hands to protect himself from the approaching figure. His foot however, came up reflexively, though even as it did so he took in the familiar, now hesitating, form, and his shadow vision probed into the hood for confirmation.
‘Lady, forgive me,’ he said. ‘You startled me. I was preoccupied with dark thoughts.’
Sylvriss threw back her hood. Her face was controlled, but she could not keep the pain from her eyes. Isloman in turn, could not meet her gaze.
‘Lord Eldric’s looking for you, lady,’ he said, a rather helpless response.
Sylvriss nodded. ‘Only to tell me what I already know,’ she said. ‘He’ll not disturb my locked room.’
Her tone was unexpectedly harsh and Isloman frowned. Then he reproached himself. Had he too n
