“Where did you go?” Lucius asked.
“I have been wandering between worlds.” She saw Lucius’ look of surprise and shock and nodded. “It is no easy thing to tread where I have gone. But, like your Sibyl or Pythia, I have been both blessed and…challenged…by my ability to speak with the Gods and to have them speak to me. Epona included.”
Lucius looked up and nodded.
“Yes. She values you and your men greatly. That is something to cherish, the favour of the Gods is.”
“I know it.”
“And you have met many.”
“Y…yes. I have.”
“And the Morrigan.”
Lucius stiffened.
“She spoke to me of you, Lucius Metellus Anguis, and her anger will not be assuaged.” Etain grasped Lucius’ hand and held him fast, her eyes locking onto his. “She is a terrible enemy.”
Lucius could say nothing, for he knew the truth
