Chapter 15
As the days approached midsummer, an air of suppressed excitement began to vibrate through the castle. Although I didn’t know the exact date of the nirwen harvest, it was surely almost upon us.
Thorne stopped meeting us at the edge of the forest, letting Kian escort me and Neeve to Mistress Ainya’s cottage. Although Kian was scornful of the Galadhir’s apparent shirking of his duties, I knew that Thorne was gathering his energies for the great magic he must perform at the end of the harvest, namely, transporting all the denizens of the castle, plus the carts, horses, tents, camp goods, and bushels of glowing nirwen blossoms from the center of the Darkwood to the courtyard of Castle Raine in the blink of an eye.
After that, I wouldn’t see him again—until spring, supposedly, but
