CHAPTER 3REUNITED
The chamber was tiled with octagons of jade and lapis lazuli, and roofed with a dome of pearly glass. The walls were lined with wooden shelves upon the which stood rows and rows of huge volumes bound between plates of wood or carven ivory, or leather and the tanned hides of beasts. In the far wall, tall, peaked windows looked upon a garden dreaming in the light of three moons.
In a huge, throne-like chair of black wood sat a tall, lean man with a clean-shaven, dark face. He regarded her wordlessly from cold green eyes.
“You were a fool to come here,” he said harshly.
“I didn’t know where else to look for you but here,” she said, “in your master’s house.”
“It is my house now,” he said somberly, “for Phazdaliom, for all his wisdom, could not hold Time at bay forever. H
