Page 32 of Legend of Scorpio
Rebecca arched a brow. “The lady who predicts the future.”
Sage grinned. “More like relays what I’m shown. Nice to meet you in person.”
A statement that only slightly jarred Rebecca. She covered it by sitting down and uncovering her meal. Roast beef, mashed potatoes, glazed carrots, and a crusty bun with a small pitcher of gravy for dipping and pouring.
“How are you finding the tower?” Aries asked to start the conversation.
“Interesting, if improbable. I was hoping to find a book on its origin in your library, but it has a daunting amount of literature,” Rebecca stated, placing a napkin in her lap.
“Which is always increasing,” Aries added. “I’m sure there’s something in there on the tower’s beginning, but the library tends to direct people to the books it thinks most apt for the moment.”
“More magic,” Rebecca stated, dipping her bread.
“Yes,” Aries confirmed, to be countered by Sage, who said, “The librarian is shy but good at his job. He has a knack for knowing what people need.”
“Pretty sure theLegend of Scorpiowasn’t something I required,” was Rebecca’s dry reply.
It sent Sage into peals of laughter. “Oh my. Did he really direct you to that?”
“I don’t know if directed is the right word. The titles I browsed weren’t in languages I understood, so it kind of stood out.”
Sage nodded. “That’s how he works. You’ll notice each time you return that different books will be available in a language you can grasp.”
“You live in the tower?” Rebecca inquired as Scorpio tucked into his meal.
“Yes. Ever since I was a young girl. The world has no use for a strange child who would try and warn them of upcoming events. I was almost burned at the stake when Scorpio rescued me.”
Rebecca glanced at him, and he shook his head. “Not me, the previous one.”
“Wouldn’t that make you…” Rebecca paused, and Sage giggled. “Old? Yes. Coming up on the big two-five-oh.”
“But you look like you’re not even thirty yet,” Rebecca blurted out.
“The tower keeps me young, and some of us age better than others.” Sage glanced fondly at Aries. “My husband is a paltry one seventy-five and yet has a touch of gray.”
Aries grimaced. “All the men in my family turned gray young. At least I kept my hair, unlike my father and brother. They were bald by thirty.”
“Our daughter won’t have to worry,” Sage declared, patting her belly.
“You’re pregnant?” Rebecca didn’t hide her shock. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to sound rude.”
“Understandable. You’ve discovered much about our world that must have discomfited.”
“I’ll admit the existence of magic threw me for a loop. And this whole Zodiac and star thing…” Rebecca waved a hand. “It’s like I’m living in some kind of sci-fi book.”
“Over time you’ll get used to it.”
“You’re assuming I’ll be here that long.”
Aries glanced at Scorpio, who shrugged. “I’ve explained that leaving the tower might not be feasible for the next while. At least until we sort out the issue with Cetus.”
“I’m still having a hard time understanding how they’re involved,” Rebecca added as she took a bite of carrots.
“So are we,” Aries flat response. “We keep our secrets tight, so the fact they knew about us and the relic we sought is disturbing. We assumed Sage was the only seer. To find out they’ve got one of their own is of great concern.”
“Especially since I’ve seen nothing of them,” Sage replied.
“But they knew of you,” Aries’ dark addition.