Chapter 88: Ch86. Pain as a teacher (10) - A path to be walked alone
Miles stood frozen as The Archivist’s words hung between them, her unreadable gaze locked onto him. The weight of her demand pressed against his chest like an unseen hand, clawing at his ribs.
If it was even a demand.
He needed answers, and he had put knowledge on the line. The only problem was...
"You want knowledge," she said, tone measured, deliberate. "But knowledge has its price. And I don’t think you have taken into consideration that I might know more than you can fathom, have you, [Harbinger]?"
Sarissa tensed beside him, her sharp eyes flicking between The Archivist and Miles, though she said nothing. Mara, however, scoffed, arms crossing over her chest.
"Whatever mess you have just put yourself into, Harbinger, count me out." she muttered.
The Archivist ignored her. Instead, she lifted a pale hand and pointed toward the door.
"You two. Wait outside."
Sarissa narrowed her eyes.
"No. If you think I’ll-"
"I will not ask twice, Andreadis." The Archivist’s tone held no malice, but something deeper, something that made the air around them feel heavier. "This is not for your ears."