One of the protracted autumn rains was falling. A few hours ago, Olruggio went to meet with the customer, Qifrey and the students went to Kalhn for shopping, and only Agott remained in the atelier to practice spells. The water washed away the roads and even the bravest witches wouldn't dare to go outside. Therefore, at least until the end of the downpour, Agott could hope for peace and quiet. Or so she thought, until she heard a knock on the front door and a voice muffled by the rain.