Emelie had been lucky. She'd only had a slight fever and a few marks. The whole thing had been over in a few days - and yet it left her wondering.
It really was obvious that whatever this was was there for a reason. Which meant she should have been spared. What if she hadn't got off lightly? What if she'd died? Had to watch a friend die? What was clear was that she wasn't getting the protection she was promised.
No one was any more. Theo had stopped being powerful enough to stop things like this from happening to them.
That was why she was here today. Not because she liked it. In truth she'd liked the idea of staying loyal to Theo, being protected, not needing to worry about selling information to the wrong person and being found out. Yet when Jillian Dorny had contacted her it had been impossible to not at least see what she had to offer.
The Three Broomsticks was her idea, as it was nearly empty as the disease spread through town. Still, she was pleased when she felt the spells around Dorny as she walked in, sitting down across from her.
'Ms Dorny,' she greeted. 'So what did you have in mind?'