Velrion remained silent for several long moments after Garrick finished speaking.
The archmage's sharp gray eyes lowered slightly as he folded his hands together.
The floating crystal tablets around his shoulders continued their slow rotation, casting reflections of blue light across the chamber walls. Yet Velrion no longer seemed to notice them.
His expression had grown unusually serious.
Garrick noticed it immediately.
The knight had worked beside Velrion long enough to recognize when the archmage was merely listening and when his mind had begun moving through deeper calculations. This was the latter.
"So he really got something from what I said," Garrick thought.
A moment earlier he had been worried he might be wasting the archmage's time with nothing more than a vague feeling. But the way Velrion's face had changed suggested otherwise.
