Chapter 18Even before she got home, Myril realized that she would not be able to rest so easily. The water had risen again and the streets were unsettled. Oars splashed on what had once been streets, and people were whispering of saltwater in the wells. There was another foreign ship on the horizon. Myril blocked out as much as she could and sat down to copy her record from the night before, but she was too tired to copy neatly, and she had a growing feeling that she needed to speak with the new Aralel as soon as possible.
She walked back to the temple. At least, her walk along the ordinary streets had cleared her head some. She discovered that Tiagasa had gotten there before her again. She must have woken up early and come as soon as the messenger announced that the gates were open. Her
