The world dropped away from around Sin.
He was vaguely aware of Lilia next to him, and the two elders in front of him, but he felt as if he hung suspended in mid-air, swaying, desperately needing to find purchase, but unable to grasp anything substantial.
Until Lilia pulled another bench over near the fire and pressed Sin down onto it. Only then did the ground rush back up to meet him, and he drew air into his lungs, not realizing until that moment he'd forgotten to breathe.
"Wh--at?" he whispered, certain he'd misunderstood.
"She's your grandmother," Ian said gently.
Sin stared at the old woman, who slowly turned her head to look at him.
He opened his mouth, tried to speak, but nothing came out.
Grandmother.
"She's also a seer."
My gods, she was a seer, just as he'd susp
