Skye, Tidas, and Maevis gasped and froze at the deep, booming voice that filled the room. It was the same disembodied voice from her dream on their honeymoon; Skye would recognize it anywhere. Tidas reached down towards his boot to grab his hidden dagger, while Maevis whipped her head about looking for the source of the voice.
The voice wasn't threatening. If anything, Skye found it helpful. It was the only reason she'd found out about the connection to the Alchemist's legend. If Marco hadn't shown up, Skye would've combed through the library for other ancient legends, for cross-referencing. She had a feeling that there were others..