Meidhbhín shook her head. "I only know that it isn't Knimre," she replied. "It has a feeling like none I've ever known before, an' while they're speaking tongues I understand, none of them have th' right sounds to them."

Her gaze moved down to the mace on Aly's belt, a faint pinch developing between her brows. "You look like you're ready t'ride into battle, lass."