Chapter 78
Branwen felt stronger than she would have thought possible, the voices down to a low hum she could ignore. Comforting her lover, taking care of him, had helped bring her back into the world more than she’d thought possible when she first woke up.
If she was strong enough to help someone like John, so dependable and powerful, maybe she could hold herself together.
Her certainty took a blow when she and John got to the kitchens at the back of the house. She didn’t know if the abrupt changes of the last few hours caused it or her heavy, deep sleep, but everything looked too big. Out of proportion.
Branwen saw the long, silvery tables the same way she had when she was a little girl, visiting with her parents. Tall and massive and cold, a new addition since her last trip to Wales
