“Did I not mention my room is warded against trespassers?” He growled something that sounded like “Horace,” and glared at me expectantly. “Are you going to let me in?” I tapped my finger on my chin. These games with him were becoming more fun as time went on. He was so easily riled, and I welcomed the diversion after the conversation with Gayl. “What’s the magic word?” “Rose.” His face was practically apoplectic. When I simply raised an eyebrow, he rolled his eyes and said, “Please, will you let me in?” “That wasn’t so hard. Fine, you may enter.”
