matters over their imminent deaths. “Hello? Hi? I’m still here,” said Osric, waving at Fairhrim over Xanthe’s shoulder. “Still going to kidnap you, too. And now I’ll have to kill this old dear for what she’s witnessed. I hope you’re happy.” “Kill me?” said Xanthe. Xanthe threw her head back and cackled. Fairhrim stared at Osric with her eyebrows at her hairline. “Bit of an idiot, is he?” asked Xanthe. “So I’ve gathered from our brief acquaintance,” said Fairhrim.
