CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Shea waved her hand in the air and her soft purple light emanated from her fingers. The door opened and revealed an unusual pair. They were two men and one was far taller than the other. The shorter of the two was much younger than his compatriot, perhaps fifteen, with curly brown hair and an open expression on his face. The older and taller of the two was about thirty with dark hair. They both wore plain brown robes over brown jeans and plain dark shirts. Heavy boots covered their feet and they had an air about them of much travel.
There was nothing particularly odd about them, but I felt a strange sense of stirring around their bodies. Almost like a gentle breeze followed the pair.
Shea captured their attention and gestured to us. “This is Miss Lirien, if t
