Something is amiss (1)

"I was feeling faint just now so I thought the effect had worn off and the ghost air was getting to me,'' Lareina explained patiently, dousing buckets of cold water on the man's delusions before she continued, ''Your Highness, we are not far from the village, it seems…''

''You are right, My Lady,'' Astra had finally managed to row the boat closer to them by now.

Moira sat on the boat, her appearance was a mess and her thoughts were unreadable. But the rest of the group did not pay attention to her. Rather they looked towards the other side of the river where there were visible fire torches from a distance.

Astra turned to Azrael. There were things that could not be discussed here so she stood with her head lowered as she awaited the man's orders.

Azrael picked up the oars and took control of the boat and Astra followed the cue.