Chapter Fifteen

“Acheya.”

Acheya recognized the Raamija’s voice immediately, though she couldn’t imagine why she would have come to her. The Master Sorceress had only visited this place once before, and that had been shortly after their arrival in these rugged mountains. Acheya had the impression that the Raamija had a genuine disdain for the caves. It mattered not, that was her business. Acheya was more than content to do her work without constant supervision. Up until now, she had no reason to doubt that her efforts had been anything less than effective. So why was Sapha visiting her now?

Straightening in her chair, she said, “I am here, Raamija.”

Sapha stepped quietly into the rough-hewn room to stand across from the desk. The glowing crystals that illuminated the space were not of the brightest variety; Acheya’s work called for her to work in dim places, and she kept her own space less bright as well. Even in the dim light, Sapha was imposing. Her bearing was enough to reveal supreme confidenc