Sabine kept her attention on her magic for a short while, trying to think at the same time. "Vos," she said simply. Her eyes flicked up to Marcaille and down again. "They moved there from the west a long time before I was brought there. I cannot remember if they came from another coven. I was young when I turned."

The conversation seemed to turn away from Fendros in short order, but it was no real matter. He just wanted to confirm that Marcaille was extending her life with magic. The details would likely pass over his head after that. He turned his head to Ahnasha and murmured, "You might find something useful here. Perhaps you should speak with her later."