Redsand Canyon Black house will rock, blind boys don't lie

Alaric made it very clear he didn’t take Atreus’s response at face value. The young Signifer watched as he bent his head to sniff, then gave him a look and began questioning him. Even if his intentions were benign, Atreus felt himself growing more defensive. Was this man calling him a liar (never mind that he was lying)?

I’m sure, the youth replied woodenly, adding, Fine, to Alaric’s stipulation.

Sure, he would mention this to Amalia the next time he saw her, which would be whenever he got around to visiting Brecheliant as promised. Maybe she would’ve wanted Atreus to tell Alaric exactly where to find her, though he would strongly prefer to play it safe. He didn’t know this guy from Adam.

As that thought crossed his mind, it occurred to him that rather than dismissing him—which was his current preference—Atreus could perhaps interrogate him a little. He deliberated for a solid minute or two, an awkward silence hanging between them.

What do you want with this Emily, anyway? Are you close? Why don’t you already know where to find her?