Nona started awake, her eyes flying open. Rain pattering down on her face had woken her. For a moment, she couldn′t work out where she was until it all flooded back.
Godric.
Somehow she had slept, but the dull, throbbing pain in her arms, shoulder and hip testified to the discomfort that came from lying trussed on her side on the hard ground with her hands tied behind her. She did not know where she was. They had walked northwards for some time yesterday after her a*******n until coming to a halt under the shelter of a small stand of ash. Godric had tied her hands together behind her back and left her propped against a tree in the company of two other Unseelies before melting off into the deepening twilight.
Nona was glad to see the back of the harper even though his departure meant
