Chapter 11
IT WAS NOT until Johanna was in the market square that the fog lifted from her mind and she could think clearly and tease out the things that Magda had told her. Most of it was more or less what Loesie had said: something disturbed magic lines and no one is powerful enough to fix it. But someone had done this while digging. And there was a strange ship in the harbour in Saardam, possibly belonging to Alexandre.
That was more information than she’d had before, but it was still very incomplete.
The sky was darker than it had been when she came in, but right now, only a steady drizzle fell from the solid layer of clouds, whipped up by squalls of wind that chased the low-hanging clouds over the jumble of slate-covered roofs.
The heavy clouds promised more rain, and she had bette
