Dira - part 11
It was not unusual for Kai to be silent, but lately he had been practically mute. Eirwenn watched him as he turned a fragment of a mirror between his fingers, idly spinning it to reflect the faint sunshine that glimmered against the ice. "Tell me what is troubling you, love." She said softly, and he frowned. "The mortal, Ysaye's girl." He admitted, flipping the mirror once more. "There is something wrong with her. Something so obvious I should have realized it at once. Yet somehow I can't put my finger on it."
"It has been all the time." Kai muttered. "Ysaye must have sensed it too, but like me he hasn't figured it out."