“The Self-Lighting Candle has always been enough.”
Aye, the sorceress thought, as for several lifetimes now the fact of priesthood has been enough to protect the priests and priestesses from all bodily attack, even when they send their warriors to raid one another’s farms. “It was not enough today,” she said, too exhausted to hold back her confession. “I opened one of the f*******n compartments by mistake.”
His step faltered. For a moment she was fearful—yet she would not have called back the statement now that it was said.
“You did not read the scroll?”
“A few words. Then I realized and put it back.”
Elvannon sighed. “I should not have asked that. Had you read it through, I would have preferred not to know. I will not ask such questions again.”
“But you will allow me in your study a
