He cursed under his breath, and his face pretty much made his feelings obvious. Cassarah didn't know. Not at this time. His mind raced through the possibilities of her knowing the prophecy. There had to be something he could do [i]now[/i]. A year was too long to wait.

Leneas looked at the impatient Cassarah, taken by sudden surprise by his question. This was going to be tricky. He wondered if he could try to guide her thoughts in the right direction. After all, she did mention that she knew something.

"I'll make you a deal, Cassarah," Leneas leaned back now, a little more confident. He had a plan. "Show me a particular book in your collection, and I'll tell you everything about Astech."

His smug smile became a little more genial as he waited for her response. "I'm related to this just as deep as you are."