“What do you mean?” Lucius asked. “Calliope can see things?”
“Maybe.”
“She dreamed you were in danger when you were at that Roman’s villa, remember?” Einion said. “And you were attacked.”
“She dreamed of a dragon burning to death,” Lucius said to them. “She was saddened by the lamb that passed away yesterday. She’s back asleep now.”
“Do you want me to stand outside the door?” Barta asked, loyal as ever.
“No, no, my friend. Get some sleep. We will be leaving today.”
Barta nodded and went back to his room.
“She just needs to rest now.” Lucius looked at Briana, Dagon and Einion. “Please. We’re fine.”
Briana and Einion began to walk, but Dagon stayed behind. “Anguis,” he said calmly, the moonlight upon his bearded face. “In Sarmatia, when we dream of our animals of strength, we always
