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a sudden awareness that something of great portent is about to happen. I have not felt like this at all in the last century. I suppose I have grown complacent like an ordinary mortal."
    "Have you sought for an answer?" he asked her. He, too, had been afflicted the same way as she had. Something was changing, and not necessarily for the better.
    Lara shook her golden head. "Nay, my thoughts have been too confused, Kaliq. I very much needed to come here to Zeroun to clear my head and contemplate what I must do. Even Ethne has been strangely silent, my lord." She touched the crystal star pendant that hung about her neck, and it glowed but briefly as her fingers caressed it.
    "Your thoughts, I suspect, have been deliberately confounded, and until you realized it, you remained in Terah. Fortunately, you are a strong being, and came to understand that something was not right. Lara, you must not dwell among the mortals any longer. I say this not just for my sake, for our sake, but for yours," Kaliq said. "You must be clearheaded and strong for what is coming."
    "What is coming?" she asked him.
    He shook his dark head, and his blue eyes were concerned. "Even I cannot answer that, my love, but it is past time we began to look again more closely at Hetar's world. Their inability to learn from their mistakes has been discouraging. Both you and I have avoided looking too closely in recent decades because if these mortals cannot learn from their own errors, what is to become of them? But now I suspect the time is coming for us to involve ourselves with them once more."
    "I seem to have no more influence with either the Terahns or the Hetarians," Lara told him regretfully. "As the years have passed my appearance has disconcerted them more and more, for they grow old, and I do not. They seem to have lost their belief in magical beings and our world. They have rewritten the history of Hetar to suit themselves. And the New Outlands is no better. Vartan and his faerie wife have been relegated to fiction. And once Noss and my daughter were gone, there was no one who remembered me among them. They think they have always lived in Terah, and as their way of life has changed little over the centuries, who is to nay-say them? It is as if everything we have done was for naught, Kaliq. I have made a grave error in remaining among the mortals. I should have disappeared years ago, appearing only when I was needed. Now I have become little more to them than an oddity. They attempt to ignore me as much as they can for my very presence disturbs them. But, Kaliq, my love, I could not leave while Magnus's son lived. That small part of me that is mortal would have felt it a betrayal."
    "Yet Taj has been dead lo these four years," Kaliq said. "You had no real affinity with your grandson, Amren, and even less with your great-grandson, Dominus Cadarn. Yet you remain in Terah. You do not belong in Terah. You belong with me in Shunnar."
    "In Shunnar I do not hear the voices on the wind that I need to hear to know that all is right with our world," Lara told him. She sipped at her goblet thoughtfully.
    "And what have those voices told you of late?" he asked her.
    "They are suddenly silent, Kaliq," Lara answered him. "That is why I have come to Zeroun. To regain my equilibrium, to sharpen my senses. They have grown dull with boredom, and complacent with the unchanging pattern of my life."
    "Something is amiss in the magical worlds," Kaliq replied. "The winds blow in Shunnar as they have never blown before. There is a chill to them, and my fellow Shadow Princes grow restless of late, for none of us can find answers to all the questions that are whispering about us."
    "It is the darkness," Lara said suddenly and with perfect clarity, and she shivered.
    "Then certainly your son is preparing an assault against the light once more," Kaliq said, nodding.
    Lara no longer denied her maternity where Kolgrim, the Twilight Lord, was concerned. Her mortal children had never