"Good morning!" The loud greeting makes Colle jump. She turns to see Inric's acquaintance, the one called Nazarchtharin, and the girl from Rhydaber. "I have brought Ffion to start the copying," Nazarchtharin continues. "Is Inric here?"
"No, he's tracking down a book," Colle says.
"Who was that person who just left?"
"Yllianvarar An-Tahallin of the Seth-Varouin clan," Colle says, recalling the long, cumbersome name with some difficulty.
"A proper name! And he knows Inric?"