Chapter ONE - Weebly

She offered that same little pout he had seen in his
room a few days before. He glanced around quickly,
half expecting Nigel to be there, his fist raised.
“So soon?” she asked. “At least do me the courtesy
of supping with me.”
She left the room before he could refuse. Ethan
followed reluctantly, stepping into the common room
once more. Seeing no sign of her, he faltered, tensing.
He even went so far as to begin speaking an illusion
spell, just in case her toughs showed up.
“In here,” she called from another chamber at the
rear of the house.
Ethan followed Sephira’s voice and found her
seated at the head of a long table. Several platters of
cheese, bread, fowl, and fruit sat before her, and a
place had been set for him at her right hand. Sephira
held a flask of red wine, and she poured out two
goblets.
“Sit, Ethan. Join me. There’s plenty for both of us.”
“I haven’t time for this.”
She regarded him mildly. “You haven’t time to eat?”
He started to say that he needed to get on with his