CHAPTER ONE A SONG FROM THE SEA
One more spell, that’s all I meant to sing. One more song-spell, and then I’d go home.
I blew on my icy fingers and faced the wintery sea. I’d been out for hours, honing my magic, and the sun had long since vanished behind sullen clouds. My boots were damp from the froth of the ocean, my cheeks wet with its salty spray. The wind sawed along my very bones. I thought with longing of the snug cottage I shared with Norrie and the soup that would no...