The shrill-voiced Eunuch announced loudly as he led a Witch into the hall.
"Lady Eve has arrived."
The newcomer had a head of long hair like a nest of weeds, and she gave off an unpleasant smell; no one knew how many days she had been holed up in the library without taking a bath.
Even though Barcelona had long heard Anna's Evaluation of this lady, she still felt her vision go dark for a moment.
Lady Eve clearly did not like dealing with outsiders. She looked around uneasily, fingers pinching at the hem of her skirt, wishing she could leave this splendid hall at once and flee back to the dim Empire Library.
Forcing down her discomfort, she said, "I've long heard that Lady Eve is wise by nature and unconcerned with trifles. Now that I see you today, it is indeed so. Now that the Latin Crusaders have betrayed their pact and joined hands with the Venetians, and Anna is not here at my side, I must ask Lady Eve to teach me a way to drive off the enemy."
