“What does he say?” I inquired.
Vahl looked up at me and chuckled.
“He isn’t talking right now,” she said, still fiddling with the fletching on her arrows.
“Well I know, but when he does talk, what does he say?”
I had grown curious about this voice in her head. What I had perceived to only be her imagination in the beginning had become something with the potential to be real. Serana had always said that Vahl was crazy . There was once a time when I would have agreed with her. But as time went on, this supposed voice seemed to be more helpful than anything. Well, most of the time.
“What does h