Blackfeather Woods spirits take me

Oh-kay, then. That was that, she supposed. Figuring there was no more useful information to get out of Spirit on that front, Maegi listened in, only to have the conversation seemingly cut short. She canted her head in query, lips pursing tight, clearly displeased.

What do you mean? she asked, sounding a little cross. Aren't you going to stay here? Where's Astara? She hadn't seen the dark girl since they'd quarreled, sort of; their relationship was never going to be a smooth one. Maegi had accepted that.

But she had really wanted to get to know this young woman better and now. . .