"And where is my lovely Luna to be this morning?" he added.
"She went to her aunt's," Claudia replied slowly. Then she narrowed her eyes. "Eric… did you hit your head?"
"No."
"You vanish. You reappear claiming Ravok was in control. You are inappropriately cheerful. You demand the engagement be rushed. Should I summon the healer or the exorcist?"
He crouched in front of her now, hands resting on his knees. "Mum. Listen to me. I am fine," he said. "More than fine. I'm clear."
"Clear about what?"
"About who I am marrying."
"You are certain?" she asked quietly.
"Yes."
"Well, that's great," Claudia said slowly, still trying to catch up to the pace of her son's thoughts. "How about Sera? You don't…"
"She will be fine," Eric replied. "Now that she is marrying Cyril. It's been a while since I visited Blackwood Clinic. How is it doing these days?"
"It's fine," Claudia answered automatically. "Why?"
