Their great guilt, Like poison given to work a great time after, Now ’gins to bite their spirits. I do beseech you That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly, And hinder them from what this ecstasy May now provoke them to.” —Shakespeare, The Tempest, 3.3 Fionnuala broke the news over dinner: it was expected—no demanded—that we spend several weeks in Ireland with the Seer Council before returning to the U.S. I can’t say I was terribly surprised, so I just sighed and made it clear that I would be home before the beginning of August, when Jack was due back from basic training. Nothing in this world would keep me from being at the airport to welcome him home. Absolutely. Nothing. Rémy also remained stoic about our upcoming trip. “It is to be expected, chérie. Your Seer Council wants equal time with the chosen ones.” I saw Mina smile into her water glass, but I took exception to everything he said.
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