“Why the interest in Windmere?”
“I already explained—”
“Not what you’re searching for,” she interrupted, moving nothing besides her breath and that which was required for speech.
“Ancient information. A type of… scripture,” he substituted.
He felt, rather than saw, Jules shift in his position at the door. They had always kept the Prophecy a secret, not knowing which beings to trust. And after their failed attempt to return Danner, Gage had been more vigilant regarding who was in the vicinity when using his power. There were rare incidents when, to earn a meal or gain information, he’d perform a “trick.” Flowers from a stem that held no bloom, pouring water from a cup, then reversing the flow, or displaying a blue ball of flame were some of what he did with little effort. He was told he
