She came to him with slow steps, as though drawn against her will. He could see the dew of sweat on her forehead and abruptly he began to tremble himself, a shivering deep within him that was not of the flesh.
“I can see… I can almost see…”
He did not want her to say any more. He did not want to hear it.
“No!” he cried out. “ No!”
She suddenly fell forward, her body heavy against him. He caught her and eased her down to the gray rock, where she lay in a dead faint.
He knelt helplessly beside her but Shallah said quietly, “I will care for her.” He stood up and then Rold and the Sea Kings were around them like a ring of startled eagles.
“The seeing was upon her,” Shallah told them.
“But it has never taken her like this before,” Rold said worriedly. “What happened? My thought was all on Ywain.”
“What happened is between the Lady Emer and the stranger,” said Shallah. She picked up the girl in her strong arms and bore her away.
Carse felt that strange inner fear still chilling him. The “seeing” they had called it. Seeing indeed, not of any supernatural kind, but of strong extra-sensory powers that had looked deep into his mind.