“Myrhichia is dead,” she managed at last. “She just closed her eyes and …”

Seregil stroked her wet hair. “I’m so sorry, my love. So very sorry.”

She looked up at the wizard and drysian. “Why couldn’t you help her?”

Thero knelt and took her cold hand between his. “We tried, Eirual, but we haven’t found the cause yet. I’m sorry.”

“My poor, darling girl.” Tears overflowed those sad violet eyes again and she sank against Seregil in a swoon.

With Alec’s help he got her downstairs to Thero’s guest chamber and into bed in the dry nightgown. He rested a hand on her forehead. “She’s feverish.”

“That’s not unusual after such a shock,” Valerius explained when they’d carried the news upstairs. “I’ll see to it personally that she’s properly cared for.”

“She can remain here, or I’ll have her taken home in a carriage, if she’d rather,” Thero told them.

“Maybe we should stay tonight, too,” Alec suggested.

“We might as well. Do you still have those spare clothes I left here, Thero?”

“Yes, of course. They’re in the chest in the apprentice chamber.”

Seregil and Alec stayed with Eirual, but though they slept entwined in each other’s arms again, there was still a cold space where Myrhichia should have been.

Chapter 33 - In the Ravens’ Wake

THE following morning Alec helped Seregil escort Eirual home in a hired carriage. Leaning silently on Seregil’s shoulder, holding both their hands, she seemed to have no more tears left, but her cheeks were pale, her eyes dull with grief.

Alec couldn’t think of any words of comfort to offer; his own sorrow was too raw, and he suspected Seregil felt the same, though he was concentrating on soothing Eirual.

The house was closed in mourning. Word had been given out that Myrhichia had died of fever.

Seregil gave Eirual his arm and helped her up to her bed. As he pulled the coverlet over her, she caught his hand. “Who would want to kill poor Myrhichia? She never harmed a soul!”

“I don’t know. But they’ll pay, I swear to you.”

Her dark eyes met his. “The Cat. Will you speak to him? I’ll give anything!”

He kissed her brow. “I will. And he won’t take a penny of yours for avenging her, I promise you.”

She gave a tremulous sigh. “I wish I could thank him myself.”

He gave her a fond smile as he stroked the hair back from her cheek. “You know it doesn’t work that way.”

“Not even after all this time?”

“No. He won’t change.”

Hyli and a few other girls came in to sit with her. Alec and Seregil took their leave and went to Myrhichia’s room.