The room was quiet for a moment. Elaine looked at me with renewed interest.
"You can read it? Not even our most comprehensive runic dictionaries included some of the runes. Our archivists were stumped."
I touched the cover again, smiling despite myself. "The runes are old, and I've never seen them in the texts of this world. My guess is this spell was granted by Fate to a believer long, long ago."
"Not of this world?" Elaine asked.
I nodded, but didn't bother explaining. The only reason I could read it was because of the tome Nithalee had given me and the studying I'd done in the library in Haven. There was no reason to share those secrets with her, however, as they would surely lead to more invasive questions.
Elaine seemed content to leave it there and clapped her hands. "Well, in any case, it's now yours to do as you wish."
