“Have some more coffee.”
The liquid splashed into my cup and I accepted it with half a smile. I was still processing everything she just told me. Part of me didn’t even believe her. She could be wrong. She could be fooling me. It could all be a practical joke.
But another part of me, the rational part of me, knew this was the truth. It all fit. How I survived when I broke the connection with Professor Rada in my first Veil session. How I ended up at Var’s hut after touching his silver chain. All the dots connected to form the bigger picture. A Shadow Walker.
“We can’t do anything until Headmistress MacKinnon arrives.” Professor Brynhild took a sip from her own beverage, a little calmer after her seventh cup of tea.
“But you’re sure I’m not going to die?”
She nodded. “Yes, you’re goi
