Chapter 8
Kara helped me put my grandmother to bed in what had once been my grandmother's childhood bedroom. That felt weird, especially after we had tucked her in and I went down the hall to the larger room that had once been her parents'.
It just felt so wrong.
She had been asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow. I hoped it was a restorative sleep. I'd have to bug her later, when she was feeling better, to teach me that spell.
For my part, I got very little sleep at all. But it wasn't the events in the mead hall that were keeping me awake.
No, it was the constant, intense dreams of chaotic storms, dark twisting tornados, and walls of water washing over all of Runde that plagued me.
The last time I jolted awake with my heart pounding, I saw the sky to the east brightening, an
