Chapter 30
Isika stood holding the flowers out in front of her, cupping them gently in her palms. She felt sick, as though something had her by the stomach and was tugging it slowly, leading her somewhere she didn’t want to go. What was happening? There was so much shouting, and at the edges of her vision, she could see scuffling and flailing, as people fought each other nearby. The man was vaguely interesting. He looked familiar to her, as though she had always known him. He was saying interesting things. But… something was wrong with the familiarity, as though she was walking in circles. And something was wrong with the man’s voice. Your voice has poison in it, she wanted to tell him. You should really do something about that. I’m sure the healers have something that can help you. She c
