I had owned our house in town before we married and kept that as my private property for compensation for her summerhouse. We shared everything else a...d there was never any talk about "my house" or "your house".I really liked Sandra's parents. They had owned and run a successful furniture factory, then sold it for a good price and bought a nice house at Marbella in southern Spain when her father turned 60. I enjoyed our visits there, but Sandra didn't like the hot climate at all and I. "Oh, it was just that his pushing his way in like that gave me a shock.How rude he was! Now you said you might have a use for the book?"I took a deep breath. " Maybe I was careless. I don't think he heardanything but let's go though to our own private part of the inn." I ledher through and sat her down by the fire. "First, Grandmother I shouldwarn you, the woman I cured is actually a refugee, a comtesse no less.Her husband and son were executed recently and she is concerned for thesafety of her. "I don't think so," Gail responded with a combination of amusement and enthusiasm. "But you do a great Garth Brooks."Her open hands and wide eyes told Warren more than he needed to know. He reached out and took her hand in his, gazing at it with a kind of reverence."What are you doing?" she asked, although the lilt in her voice told him she wasn't offended.Warren ignored her question and said, "Come with me," as he placed his drink on the bar, and he'd continued to hold her hand as they walked. ”“If you go back to Larso, stay away from Telfort. Treya thinks you’ll be safe from the magic—the voice—as long as you don’t get too close to whoever cast the spell in the first place.”“I don’t plan to go anywhere near that bastard prince after what he did to me,” Cenric said coldly. “My wife and sister are in Highfell. I’ll get them and then turn right around and head back to the free lands.”Corec nodded. “Good luck.”The three former red-eyes stalked off, leaving Corec alone with Sarette.“That.