She couldn't focus as Torina led her to another room and deposited her in a chair. It was only when the door shut that the fog lifted. She was in a study, with book cases, chairs, and a desk with a computer.
Jorick had enchanted her.
"That asshole!" Katelina leapt to her feet.
Torina leaned on the door. "Do us both a favor and don't."
"But they"
"I don't like it any more than you do, but it's not our choice."
"It shouldn't be his. She's not his daughter. She's Annabelle's."
"If you think Annabelle doesn't know what will happen, you're wrong. That's why he came alone. We send men to do the things we'd rather not do ourselves, and expect them to hold up under strain we refuse to carry."
"They're killing her, Torina. I realize you never met her, and that you don't even like kids"