Chapter fourteen
Sailor’s GraveyardNot Lut? Geya pales and squirms in her chair. Are you sure?
The Numen nods firmly.
Oh dear. I told Raven not to let anyone else... Geya rubs her hands together worriedly. Is there anything I can do?
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After Sven took his place at the stern by the steering oar, and Huw still had given no sign of recognition, Arkady touched his hand and whispered in Firai, “I am here, my brother. It is Arkady and I have come to help you.”
Huw moaned, “Kadya, is it truly you? Eira told me you were coming but I did not believe her.”
Arkady looked around wildly. “Eira? Where is she?”
Huw shook his head but carefully kept his face turned away. “Our sister has passed through Tsmar’enth.[xv] She speaks to me from Death’s kingdom and offers comfort as best she can.”
