Two (The Godslayer Cycle Book 2) Read Online Free

for passage on the sea.”
    The woman grinned wickedly.  “You do know things.  Before I learned about you, I was planning to sail for the Western Realms.  Might be they don't allow outsiders, but there are places one can land that are less...  noticeable.”
    “ You are testing me.  You do not need a ship to travel anywhere.”
    The woman chuckled.  “Oh?”
    The man turned away to look across the room of the inn.  “I do not test anyone.  I only witness.”
    The woman pulled back, placing her hand upon her breast in a mock display of shock.  “You've been watching me?  Some kind of peeper, watching pretty girls, are you?”
    The man did not react physically, just continued to look across the room.  “What is it you want, Alalya Mirnette?”
    The woman scowled, looking around to see if anyone were listening.  “So much for you knowing things.”
    The man turned back to her.  “You are Alyala Mirnette, though for some time now, you have used the name Dart Herasdaughter.  You should not be here.”
    “ You said that.  Now maybe you can tell me why you keep saying it.”
    The man nodded his head towards the bar across the room.  “The man standing there – that is Mansel.  He owns this establishment.  He has a daughter, Viola.  For years, the two have run this inn as a family business, ever since his wife passed.”
    When the man stopped speaking, the woman who called herself Dart asked, “What does that have to do with anything?”
    “ Mansel should not be standing there.”
    “ Stop saying things like that and tell me what you mean.”
    The man looked to the hearth, which had burned down to embers in the warm autumn day.  “I see him there.”
    Dart glanced to the fireplace.  “I don't see anyone there.”
    The man nodded agreement.  “Precisely.”
    Dart clenched her jaw a moment to avoid an outburst.  “Precisely what?  Why can't you just say something without running around it like a wisp?”
    The man turned to Dart and blinked – something Dart realized she had not seen him do since she had sat down.  “He is not where his path should have him be.  He is not where he belongs, because his daughter is not where she belongs.”
    “And where is his daughter, this...  Viola, was it?”
    The man's features clouded.  “She should be there,” he said, pointing to a table two removed from his own.  “She should be serving a traveler, and Mansel should be tending the hearth, preparing for the night.”
    “Well, neither is where you say, so I guess you don't know that much, do you?”  Dart stood up in disgust.  “You were certainly a waste of my time.”
    The man's hand darted out and clasped Dart's wrist.  He seemed as startled as Dart herself.  “Until a few days ago, I would not have been able to do that.  You would not have been here to do that with.  Now I see images of what should be moving beside things that are.  It is all very...  confusing.”
    Dart tried to shake her hand free, but the man's grip was like iron.  “Let go, you pervert!”
    The man's eyes looked desperately into Dart's own.  “I cannot see Viola any longer!”
    “So what?” Dart asked, continuing to twist in an effort to escape the man's grip.  “She probably got wise to your peeper ways!”
    “ You know who I am.”
    At this, Dart stopped struggling.  “I know who you're supposed to be.  But you don't look much like the man I thought I was looking for.  You don't even know where people are in the same room you're in.”
    At this the man drew himself up, for the first time showing affront at anything Dart had said.  “I know where every person living should be.  I know their potential futures.  To my eyes, I see them as phantom paths, seeing different choices, seeing the same person in different places.  Yet once these paths move into the present, the different paths become one, and the people walking them become solid to my eyes.  Yet now I see two paths to everything around