The man held two round balls of glass in his hands, each glowing with their own peculiar light. One crackled with the warmth of a candle flame. The other, a bit smaller in size, showed cool depths, as ice does.
Another man stepped up behind the first, taller and more dour in cast. He looked over a shoulder at the two glass orbs. "Put those away, Navon," said the taller man. "It took a damn long time to find 'em. You don't want them getting whisked out from under us now by some common highwaymen, do you?"
Frowning, Navon put the orbs away, one in each pocket. "That's why you're here, Borzin. To do away with anyone who tries to interrupt my work."
The two men continued down the forest path. Without the flashing orbs and all the shouting, they looked just like any other pair of travelers. The path was wide and well-traveled, a common route through the woodsy outerlands of the Marches.
Selene's staff tapped against the packed earth of the wide path as she walked. She and the young Dusk Knight Byanka were on their way back from a brief mission in Lerwick, a town under Lady Cregner's control. The villagers feared they had a moonhound on their hands, a dangerous beast of the Loch. But it had turned out to be a child's prank. Selene didn't believe in wasted journeys, so even though they had not been very useful in the village, she was still in good spirits. She wondered if the same was true for her young protege.
From up the road, two men approached them, going the opposite way. One was short and one was tall. The taller one nodded at them, eyes dark but the neighborly smile on his face warm enough. The shorter one did not acknowledge them at all, his hands fidgiting inside his coat pockets. They passed by each other with little remark, in the way that strangers on the same path often did.
A few steps later, and Selene came to an abrupt stop. Her staff skidded in the dirt and then stood still. She turned her head, slowly, and gazed with cool eyes at the backs of the two men, who continued further down the road.
"Not to alarm you," she said in a low voice, turning to Byanka. "But I think we have to go back to Lerwick."
Byanka Valkas