“Stormaway, you have been dishonest with us,” rumbled Thunder Storm’s deep voice. “Even after you told Tarkyn about the mind control, you still didn’t confess the extent of the t*****e you subjected Falling Rain to, or that other people were involved.” Thunder Storm stood scowling at the wizard. “I know you are devious but I thought you had always been straight with us about keeping our existence secret.”
“Waterstone, could you ask Tarkyn to come over here please?” asked Stormaway quietly, his eyes still not leaving Falling Rain.
“Why?” sneered Falling Rain. “Do you need him to protect you from us now that everyone knows the extent of your infamy?”
“No. I am quite capable of protecting myself, should the need arise.” The wizard, back against the tree, let his eyes survey the bevy of woo
