CHAPTER XLV “BEWARE, OUR CHILD,” THE PON Q’TAR CLERICS HAD warned. If theirsustenance didn’t improve, what magical powers they had remaining would soon be gone. As Xanthus brought himcloser, the helpless miller stared back in disbelief. ” “I understand your feelings,” Wigg answered.
The oldwoman got to her feet and looked nervously at the door,-46-which immediately opened. But the rewards would be, as well. Tears filling his eyes, he clung unashamedly to his mother’s skirts. For several tense moments it slowly lifted its awful head andglared at him.
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