7
LISTS AND LUST
Finally washed and somewhat content in the safety of Lar's home, Patha sat at the table and looked worriedly at the egg that waited in the corner behind the chair. She was trying unsuccessfully to hide it. Both wider and taller than the chair now, at least tucked there it did not block walking around the table and hearth.
Patha’s mind kept coming back to what she was going to do with the awkward thing. She had sworn an oath to protect the egg, and even if the mother had rejected that as an option, Patha still felt a Wise One’s bond to keep her promise. How was she to keep her oath if no one had ever even heard of a griffin? She needed answers to all her questions?
“Owailion probably has heard of griffins,” Lar replied to her thoughts as he came in from the back room to
