Chapter Twenty Eight
Nobody moved for a long time after the draykons had flown away. Ana was slumped over Griel’s body, as motionless as he. Tren had the vacant look of a man whose world has suddenly inverted itself. As indeed it had. The whurthags had vanished, and a profound silence reigned in the forest that was slowly reverting back to Ana’s stone-built chamber.
Eva felt stupefied. It seemed impossible to equate the day’s events with anything that ought to be possible within the laws of nature and magic. No matter how hard she pushed her shocked brain, the edges refused to match up. At length she stopped trying. She stood up slowly, careful of her spinning head, and took a few deep breaths. The questions she placed to one side, to be examined later. A more pressing problem was Ana an
