She waved it off. “I can see that. No matter. You’ll be wanting to know what we talked about last, I’m thinking.”
Vylkar looked at her gravely. “Please. Come, sit here and be comfortable.” He directed her to the soft armchair by the window, and sat down himself in the chair in front of the table.
Doesn’t want to loom over her. Since the only other chair was supporting a framed engraving of some kind, Najud took a seat on the bed and tried not to distract her.
“She was in the shop, first thing, two mornings ago, asking about maps. Me, I don’t carry much in that line, so I directed her to Gylvabil. Don’t know if she went there, but…” She pointed at the table with its wide-open atlas and the propped-up engraving which Najud could see was some sort of map. “Looks to me like maybe she did, o
