11
I sat up very straight, electrified. ‘The isle disappeared! An entire island! Impossible!’
‘Apparently not,’ said Alban.
‘But then, its location was known initially?’
‘Mm. It was said to lie about three and a half miles off the Yorkshire coast, about due east from the town of Scarborough.’
‘But had it always been there? I’ve never heard of an island in those parts.’
‘There certainly hasn’t been for the past four hundred years. And there is no reason to imagine that it was a large island.’
‘Even so.’ My mind was awhirl at the prospect, but so was my scepticism. ‘I know that Waymasters used to be a lot more powerful, and clearly they could — and can — move buildings around. But so far, they’re small ones. Cottages and modest farmhouses.’
‘And the spire,’ put in Zareen.
‘Right, bu
