But for the faint violet filtering through the tower's glass walls, the room was dark. Maeve could just make out the pale shape of Orthain in the circular bed. His long, lovely wings draped across the silk sheets. Maeve gestured to a nyad who stood silently in one corner. Her dark blue skin and h...
His head rang with sudden agony, worse than ever. He had to be dreaming or… or something. As suddenly as it had come, the pain was gone. But the Waygate remained, stark and graceful and impossible. "How can that be here?" Duaal's voice was shockingly loud in the stunned silence. He winced. "You r...