Fitheach"s words rose as the sun kissed her, but her pace did not alter. Melcorka could not tell how many times the frithir had circled the house; scores, certainly, perhaps more than that and she continued, sunwise, with her face set and her eyes alive, yet what she saw only she knew.
frithir"She will circle the house nine times nine." Bradan must have guessed Melcorka"s thoughts. "And then the truth will come to her." He touched her on the sleeve. "You may not wish to hear what she sees."
Melcorka swallowed hard. She was unsure of this place. She did not understand this dabbling with the uncanny. Even with Defender, she could not fight the unseen. "I will hear what the frithir says."
frithirTaking a deep breath, she watched the hazel grove come alight with the blaze from the sun. The
