“You don’t have to scare everyone,” he said. “People feel secure in their small, present day world. They don’t need you acting like you know what they did before. Not everyone is comfortable with that. With some there are past lives they would rather not know.”
“I was distracted, it made me weak and the other voices broke through,” I said, rushing the words before he gagged me again. “It won’t happen again.”
Bakaru wasn’t convinced. He pushed me out of his lap until I sat on my haunches in front of him. “You tried it when Vanis and I were at Targon’s house, yes?”
“No, it wasn’t like that. Please, please, listen to me. When you walked in ... I knew who you were.”
Bakaru threw up his hands. “Of course you did. Who doesn’t know the chief scribe?" He readied the gag.
“No, no! Your seer sa
