“Of course I don't! Do you think I don't know how dangerous it would be to go into Meraxor? How stupid? Do you think I'm not suspicious of that man? Of course I am!” Her fists were clenched at her side, and her face was red as she spat the words at her son.
“Mum?” Soren pulled on his mother's sleeve and looked up at her. “Mum, I feel awful.”
Callista's face crumpled in pain and indecision for a moment, before she dropped down in front of him, holding his face with both hands. “I know, baby. We're going to sort this.”
An air of unsettling fear stirred around the group. It was inevitable that they would have to go, but it didn't make any of them happier about it.
It was Deacon who spoke first. “We have no choice, do we? If 'tragedy' is what awaits us, then we must head into Meraxor. From
