The Pool of Two Moons - Eileanan 2 by Kate Forsyth

Author:Kate Forsyth [Forsyth, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy - Epic
ISBN: 9780451456908
Publisher: Roc
Published: 1999-02-08T05:00:00+00:00

"Virtually."

"Och, I am so glad. It is time for ye to proclaim who ye are. Indeed, I think ye should have done so earlier but Meghan was too afraid o' the possible consequences." Then, with a smile in his voice, he said, "And who is the lassie?"

"My wife," Lachlan replied proudly. "Iseult Nic-Faghan, I would like ye to meet Jorge the Seer, who did much to help me when I first found myself again in the body o' a man."

"Obh obh! Your wife! With babe too, I can see. Congratulations to ye both, though surprised I am indeed to hear it. NicFaghan? That is no' a name I ken, and I know all the clans, even the lesser ones. Though, mind ye, it has echoes . . ."

"Tseult is descended from Faodhagan the Red," Lachlan replied.

"From Faodhagan! But surely that family died out a thousand years ago?" Jorge paused, then exclaimed,

"O' course, it is Isabeau ye remind me o'! Ye are twins? Faodhagan was one o' a set o' twins, that I do remember."

"They look exactly alike," Lachlan said. "I had forgotten ye had met Iseult's sister."

"Indeed I did, I was one o' the witches at her Testing. May I touch ye, Iseult? I canna get a clear picture o'

ye if I do no'."

Reluctantly Iseult let the old man clench her head in his gnarled fingers. Khan'cohbans did not like to be touched by strangers. His filmy white eyes repelled her but she swallowed her distaste and stood still until he at last let go. The whirling sensation his touch brought passed away, and she saw he was smiling.

"Meghan must have been pleased to ken there were two Isabeaus," he said.

"I am Iseult, and by all accounts quite different from my sister."

"Obh obh, no offense intended, lassie. I just meant it was rare to find two young witches o' such power and potential. I can see for myself that ye are quite different from Isabeau."

"But ye are blind, what do ye mean ye can see?"

Lachlan gave a stifled protest, but Jorge said, "I do no' see with the eyes o' the body, my dear."

He led them to sit on a fallen log, asking, "But how can this be, the discovery o' a new clan? I had thought there was some terrible tragedy with the Red Sorcerers. She murdered him and killed all who tried to stay her hand, did she no'?"

Iseult slid down to the ground, crossed her legs and upturned her hands in her lap. Lachlan rolled his eyes. She ignored him, telling Jorge the tale of Sorcha the Murderess and how the line of the Firemakers had begun. He listened with great interest, nodding his shaggy white head and saying afterward,

"NicFaghan. Aye, it fits. Daughter o' Faodhagan."

Laughter rang all around the clearing as children raced through the trees. Iseult slid her hand to her stomach, just beginning to swell the fabric of her shirt. The seer smiled and said, "Ye carry twins, did ye ken?"

Iseult's dreamy smile turned to a horrified stare.

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