Sithias laughed, “Yes, King Alric. You do. Our little quarrel
didn’t reach to Orphang.”
“Little quarrel?” Kyrin asked, crossing her arms. “That was more
than a spat! You almost hit Alric with a fireball.”
“My apologies.” It was obvious to Alric that Sithias was amused
at how she spoke to him. She didn’t seem to be afraid of the
“We’ll return then. Was it agreed that Kyrin can stay in Valhara
indefinitely?” Alric asked.
“I wouldn’t say indefinitely. Daemionis is studying this land, so
he has allowed her to stay. I suspect when he is done, she will be
called back into the dimensions.”
“When he tries, I’ll stop him.”
Sithias nodded, “I assumed as much.”
Kyrin shook her head and started toward Valhara. She knew that
Alric couldn’t change Daemionis’ mind if she was told to leave
Paragoy, but she didn’t want to deal with that right now.
“You look lovely,” Alric said, and then bent down to kiss her bare
shoulder. She watched her reflection as she brushed her hair down
and tied the front back into a long braid.