“Hang on,” demanded Robert, “Why didn't it work? Why aren't we back?”
“Because there is more to this than you've been told,” Fiona answered, “More even than he grasps.” She gestured at Raven.
“Let's have it then,” demanded Raven. “Deliver your message.” He looked very old, like weathered granite, and suddenly very dangerous.
“The Angel is willing to return this house and these people to the Warp, never to be disturbed by the Weave again, should they choose.”
“And in return?”
“You, Corvus, must agree to remain as the Angel's guest!”
