She briefly closed her eyes, then looked at me. "Return to your camp and rest. You'll be better when the sun rises."
"Okay," I said. "And I'll think it was all a dream."
"Could be. Who knows?"
"We've already talked about that."
"Head back to your tent, Earthling. Sleep and dream of strange things."
"Wait, what? Never mind, I don't want to know."
Now that I was back to my senses, the wind felt freezing, especially on my damp legs. The ground was painful under my bare feet. I had to carefully avoid several guards, more than I remembered on my way out.
"She was quite odd."
"Who, Boss?"
"I hope you're kidding, Opal."
"Uhhh."
"I just had a real chat with the Necromancer, Opal. You didn't notice her?"
"Boss, I neither saw nor heard her, or you speaking. You just walked into the river, stood for a bit, and came back."
