But he was very curious. “You know so much about me,” Lindon said carefully, “but I know very little about you. Would you mind telling me about yourself? If you’re willing, of course.” Suriel gave him a smile he hoped was fond. “It will have to be the short version for now. We have very little time before Ozriel interrupts us.” Lindon nodded eagerly, listening with rapt attention. The Phoenix spoke, and Lindon learned. And all the while, a blue candle-flame burned merrily between them.
