Chapter Thirty-Eight
Marl got to his feet. “If you won’t tell me your name, at least explain why you saved us when the first time we met, you tried to poison Callista and me.”
The man tilted his head to one side and then the other. “That’s fair, I should explain. I wasn’t trying to poison you, not in the least. What Callista drank, in the tea, was a weak magical charm that gives one strength and leaves a trace that the monks can see. It was the same for that one,” he said, pointing to Kal, who was lying with his eyes open but not moving. “Something is coming, and the world you live in, the cozy existence mostly free of war, is about change.”
Marl said, “Mostly free of war. I’ve fought many battles. I’d hardly say it was a ‘cozy existence.’”
“When you look back, should you survive, you’
