Ayla slept through the remainder of the morning and most of the afternoon, stirring only slightly from the depths of absolute exhaustion. During these tense hours, the two malefey kept an uneasy vigil, one outside the small cottage, the other inside, and although they did not speak to each other, they repeatedly glared in the other"s direction through either the open door or the parlor window. Their mutual dislike was far more than apparent and for more reasons than the simple fact that one was a Celebrant and the other a Dark One.
Satisfied that his Legion would not trespass into the daytide to deliver retribution for his act of defiance in closing, rather than opening, the portal of Ayla"s mirror and cheating them out of their pitiless amusement, Gairynzvl sat down on the floor beside t
