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6. 3
3 ‘I’m not going without Ves,’ Jay duly announced, fifteen minutes later, standing in the middle of Milady’s tower-top chamber with his chin high, eyes flashing rebellion. ‘Certainly not,’ said Milady, calmly. The chin came down a bit. ‘What?’ ‘Ves, you are late. I understand you were recuperating in the Grove, so I will let it pass. However—’ ‘Late?’ I repeated, stupidly. ‘A summons was sent this morning. Several, in fact.’ And I’d been sulking with the Horn Squad and had missed them all. Oops. ‘Sorry,’ I gasped. ‘Sorry. I’m here. And I’ll go anywhere.’ ‘Silvessen, specifically,’ said Milady. ‘Great. Where’s that.’ ‘Silvessen was a thriving village many years ago, with mention made in the Domesday Book. Scant references to it in some one or two historic texts suggest it was a
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