“You realize that particular gargoyle is female and holds a position among gargoyles similar to that of a high priestess or a grand oracle?”
“Oh.” I guess that explained why she’d seemed so amused when I’d named her. But she’d refused to give me a name to cal her, and it was hard to converse with someone who didn’t have a name—even if that someone happened to be made of stone. “Anyway,” I said, “just before I found you last night, she told me, ‘They come.’”
“That’s a fairly vague warning.”
“Tel me about it.”
But he didn’t because his eyes had drifted closed again. I But he didn’t because his eyes had drifted closed again. I let him rest and turned my attention to the charmed disk.
The spel s in it were inert now that the glamour and soul had been separated from the magic, but somewher
