‘We could leave anyway. I mean. I spoke to the king’s magician last night and he wasn’t that helpful—’ ‘Hah!’ Snorri sat down again with a thump. ‘That old dream-witch! We’ll have to look elsewhere for help, Jal. His power’s broken. The boy smashed Sageous’s totem a couple of days back. Some kind of glass tree. Jorg pushed it over in the throne room. Pieces of it everywhere!’ ‘Where— where do you get all this stuff?’ ‘I talk to people, Jal. While
