At first, Mary thought that it was one of her own that spoke, but then she realized that the voice had come from behind her. A little shocked that someone had managed to get behind her, she turned around and saw a guy of about twenty-three. He was a little above average height, but very handsome. His simple clothes and cheap staff looked homemade, as did the black scarf that hid his hair.
But to have some mage, even an experienced one, sneak up behind her? She must’ve had too much ale...
“And you are?”
The guy smiled and moved his lips, but no one could make a word of what he was saying. But he spoke not in their language, but in that of magic. Everyone looked at Alice, but she just shook her head. She didn’t know the word the man was using.
Someone suddenly shouted in surprise. Th
