Chapter 10
An uncomfortable silence fell as we waited. Thorne didn’t bother replying to Kian’s taunting words, Neeve wasn’t much of a conversationalist under any circumstances, and although I was full of questions, it didn’t seem prudent to voice them.
A breeze stirred the plants in the garden, carrying the scent of fresh mint and lemon balm. And a hint of lavender, though the only place it grew in Raine was Mistress Ainya’s herb patch.
We didn’t have to wait overlong before the cailleach’s door swung fully open, and her visitor stomped out, a scowl on his ugly face. He barely came up to Mistress Ainya’s waist, and considering that she was quite small of stature, that made the little fellow tiny. Despite his size, however, he was fearsome, as I knew from my prior encounters with his kin
