Sara reached for Lucy's hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
"You are a Glint, Lucy, and you have fallen among friends," she said. "You are out of danger here, for this is the Safe House, the most secure house in all London, safer than the Tower itself for it was made so to guard a grave secret, a key of great power, and because of that you can rest, secure that none may enter unless I let them, and so none shall harm you. Now come with me, for you are cold and the kitchen is warm and altogether more welcoming."
With that Sara led Lucy from the room so that all that remained was the echo of their footsteps walking away down a stone-flagged passageway, and the sound of her voice saying, "The third thing you must believe, Lucy Harker, is that the world in general, and London in particular, is a far, far stranger place that most people ever know."
And as if to prove that fact to the empty room, the hollow clay mannequin stood up, walked across the room and quietly closed the door behind them, before returning to his seat and sitting as motionlessly as before.
BY KEVIN HEARNE.
Iron Druid Chronicles.
Hounded.
Hexed Hammered.
Tricked Trapped.
Hunted Shattered.
Staked.
Two Ravens and One Crow: An Iron Druid Novella.
The Grimoire of the Lamb.