Chapter ONE - Weebly

he and Ethan were seated by the hearth.
Ethan pulled the bundle containing the brooch from
his pocket and held it out for Berson to take. The man
hesitated, his gaze flitting from Ethan’s face to the
package in his hand. Taking it at last, he unwrapped it
with trembling hands. He let out a soft cry at the sight of
the brooch and took a ragged breath. Tears ran down
his cheeks.
“Thank you, Mister Kaille. You probably think me
foolish, but I take some comfort in seeing this again.”
“I think I understand, sir,” Ethan said softly, keeping
his gaze lowered.
“You’ve found the person who killed her, then?”
“No, sir.”
“But you know who did it. You must.”
Ethan shook his head.
“I don’t understand,” Berson said, staring down at
the jewel lying in his thick palm. “How did you come by
this?”
Ethan wasn’t sure how much to tell the merchant. It
was one thing to tell Janna about the spells he had cast
and the conjurer he had been pursuing. It was quite