Bab 62: Chapter 62: Shadows, Part 2

He wasn't remotely surprised to see Eser there, eating a large piece of savory pie and drinking wine straight from the bottle. "I can never tell when you're reacting to a vision and when I'm just being predictable."

"A little of both this time," Eser said.

"I thought you'd found a way to completely block the visions around small numbers of people." It was impossible around large numbers of people, where muffling was the best that could be hoped for—unless the seer was so heavily sedated she was rendered damn near comatose. Most of Eser's time in the Heart had been spent in a cloud of drugs and alcohol.

Living in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by only a half dozen or so servants, she could use far less of those drugs and alcohol and gain complete peace.