Echlar stared. He refused to blink if he could avoid it.Earlier today, this poor girl, Zakiyah, had been brought here with an arrow wound through her heart. She was not 'mostly dead,' she was all dead. She was not only merely dead, she was really quite sincerely dead.
And then, the next thing anyone knew, she was alive, awake, randomly tossing things and muttering. Somehow, and Echlar wasn't quite sure how, she'd returned to life. But he'd missed it. He hadn't seen it happen because he was too busy secretly laughing at that fool Tolan as he was getting chewed to pieces by his sister for the trouble he'd gotten into in the marketplace.
Now, the Lorekeeper was back, dead a second time in the same day. And Echlar had no intention of missing it if she returned to life again. He continued to stare intently and nothing was going to sway his determination to see how she did it.
