She didn't know how long she could stay in the water.
She closed her eyes and focused on using her gift of smell. She smelled clean water...damp decaying leaves... moss.
She could smell the fresh scent of crushed grass. Something was crushing the grass nearby...deer... It was only a deer. Alex focused again...there he was...Sylus.
Alex began to shake.
The wind played with a wisp of Alex's dark red hair making it undulate around her sharp face. She brushed it impatiently back under her cap as she watched the vendors in the square just outside the alley in which she hid.
Come on...Move a little more to the right...
Alex watched Jacob as he leaned against the herb stall and talked animatedly up to Mistress Verdier's doubtful face. His thin body almost quivered with anticipation as he talked quickly. They were too far away for Alex to be able to hear what was being said, but she knew that Jacob was telling Mistress Verdier about the baker who was getting her dill and rosemary from a vendor two stalls down instead of from Mistress Verdier. Alex could see a red flush rise in the herbalist's face as Jacob continued his tale of betrayal.
Jacob took a step to the right.
Mistress Verdier walked over to the Baker's stall with clenched fists and green skirts rippling behind her. As the market square inhabitants avidly watched the building scene, Jacob took another step to the right blocking the square inhabitants view of the alley from which Alex raced. Keeping low and moving fast, Alex snagged a sausage from a crate behind the butchers thick legs, filled her shirt front with apples from a bushel behind the next stall, and then reached quickly up to the grill where kabobs of lamb were sizzling, and seized two sticks. With burning fingers she raced low into the next alley. Jacob casually walked across the square and out the other side.