Chapter Six
Walking back into her grandfather’s house with Eva by her side, Llandry ran straight into a stranger.
‘Hello,’ said the boy in surprise, his eyes wandering from Llandry to Eva to Tren, and back to Llandry again. He was around her own age, she judged, with a mop of unruly blond hair and a friendly smile. He looked at her a bit more closely, and his eyes widened, the smile disappearing. ‘Are you Llandry Sanfaer?’
Llandry nodded, uncomfortable. What was this strange young man doing in her grandfather’s house? She would never have expected to see his jealously-guarded domain so busy.
Eva held out her hand. ‘I’m guessing,’ she said in her low, cultured voice. ‘I think you must be Mr Orillin Vanse, is that correct?’
Shaking her hand, the boy looked properly at Eva for the first
