Chapter 30: Clairvoyant

Aurora retired to her chambers and lay in bed, not bothering to undress or blow off the oil lamps. The maids would have done so but she dismissed them. She pulled the covers up to her chin and a deep sigh escaped her lips.

"I miss you, Bastian," she muttered, staring at the empty space where he would have been lying, "I seem to be doing a bad job taking care of the empire because of this sole reason."

She sighed again and shut her eyes, calling on her helper. The wind howled in her ears and she let it be her eyes.

"Sebastian," she murmured, her mind traveling with the wind, "where are you?"

Sebastian jumped over boulders and rocks. He was almost close, close to the clairvoyant. She was a harsh creature with bad manners but she beared no grudge against him for what his predecessors had done to her people. He didn't know whether to be wary of her or to trust his instincts.

By nightfall, he descended into the hidden flatlands where she dwelled, along with a few other clairvoyants.

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