"All right," Alcuin said, smiling brightly at him.

He led Eric into the living room, which was small and seemed not terribly used. Alcuin did not spend a lot of time watching television. There were a few paintings on the walls, all of which had belonged to Anafiel, and he had very good taste. "And through there is the kitchen," he said, pointing. "I've become a fairly proficient cook, actually, not that that's very helpful for you I suppose."