~VANNIE~
Minutes passed as they remained in that position, staring at each other. There was a sound of disbelief stuck in her throat, but she refused to let it out.
Then she began to laugh.
Large bouts of the thick sound came right from her belly, bringing tears to her eyes. "What did you say?"
"Enoch Alba is alive," the Sorcerer repeated. "And the King knows about it."
She managed to speak through the laughter that was beginning to sound crazed even to her own ears. "And you suppose I'll believe anything as preposterous as that. IGoddess, thank you for that laugh, I needed it."
This seemed to be the opening he was waiting for. "You didn't feel his thread server from you in the pack link, did you?"
She growled, all traces of laughter drying up immediately. "I couldn't have felt the link even if I wanted to. I don't have a wolf." But she'd seen him die with her own eyes, as a Keeper's knife went through his heart.