15
I emerged back in the Elvyngs’ grimoire-cupboard, seated atop the glass case. Thankfully, the thing was made of sturdy stuff, for I didn’t crash straight through it.
Being dizzy as hell and confused, I did promptly fall off it.
Sadly there was no Jay to catch me.
‘Ouch,’ I wheezed, picking myself up. ‘Too much to hope for a nice, soft carpet—’
‘Ves?’ somebody yelled. ‘Was that you?’
Jay appeared in the doorway, looking harassed.
‘You mean the inelegant thud marking my undignified tumble off this delightful display case, and the ill-natured muttering with which I expressed my dissatisfaction?’
‘Yeah, those.’
‘Because who else could it possibly have been?’
‘Exactly.’
I dusted myself off, rather crossly. ‘Aren’t you going to ask me where I’ve been?’
‘Hadn’t thought it necessary
