Chapter 222: The Land of Dreams
Siobhan
Month 8, Day 30, Monday 12:15 a.m.
“My intentions?” Siobhan repeated slowly, trying to buy time while she figured out how to answer Thaddeus’s question. Her divination-diverting ward had not activated, meaning that he was not attempting to divine the truth. But she still preferred not to lie, if possible. He was astute, and might be able to tell even without the help of magic, but lying also weaved a web that she could get tangled in someday.
Thaddeus stared at her silently, intangibly increasing the pressure to answer.
Siobhan looked to the side, refusing to be rushed. Finally, she said, “I mean Sebastien Siverling no harm. His existence is irreplaceably useful to me, and my intentions are to do what it takes so that he continues to be so. If possible, I want all of Sebastien’s hopes and dreams to come true.”
Thaddeus scoffed. “A statement full of loopholes.”
She looked back to Thaddeus and raised a challenging eyebrow.
“But I believe you mean your words, in essence,” he conceded, relaxing. “I already know that he has been allowing you to access Myrddin’s journals. Are you and he…related? How is it that he came to be recognized by Myrddin’s magic?”
Siobhan blinked in surprise, then suppressed a grimace. How was it that Thaddeus always managed to ask the most inconvenient questions? “Related? Well…I suppose you could say that, though the truth is far from the traditional meaning of that word. I do not know the exact mechanism for how Myrddin’s journal recognizes him, or even why, exactly, it does so.”