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Asked him not to? Cisa frowned as he shifted to look her in the eyes. She hadn’t heard Telasorin say anything about breaking any promises. Unless Sephanir had been referring to the Water Wizard touching his books. She’d feared touching them herself and she hadn’t been dripping wet. Considering how highly Sephanir prized his lumps of paper, it wouldn’t have surprised her.
However his following question did. Suddenly, the moment she had fear crashed into her from out of the darkness. Her eyes grew wide, her heart resuming its wild pace. “What?” He knew and he believed his own trustworthiness had been the cause of her silence. Well, wasn’t it? She took a step forward in a vain attempt to compensate for her reeling mind. “No, that’s not what I—” Her voice grew higher, her panic obvious. “I mean, it just—I hoped it wouldn’t—Gods, what am I saying?” She raked her fingers through her hair, pacing to the side. “I never meant to tell anyone, it just came up so suddenly when Telasorin…” Her mind went back to the empty room where she’d stood behind Telasorin holding a leather bound book. With only Telasorin. “Wait…” She turned slowly on her heel until she faced him again. “How did you know about that?”
The piece drifted into place in her mind as her panic gave way to the first sparks of anger. She didn’t know how he could have done it, but that told her little. He had magic. He could do whatever he pleased with it. Her eyes narrowed. “Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?”
However his following question did. Suddenly, the moment she had fear crashed into her from out of the darkness. Her eyes grew wide, her heart resuming its wild pace. “What?” He knew and he believed his own trustworthiness had been the cause of her silence. Well, wasn’t it? She took a step forward in a vain attempt to compensate for her reeling mind. “No, that’s not what I—” Her voice grew higher, her panic obvious. “I mean, it just—I hoped it wouldn’t—Gods, what am I saying?” She raked her fingers through her hair, pacing to the side. “I never meant to tell anyone, it just came up so suddenly when Telasorin…” Her mind went back to the empty room where she’d stood behind Telasorin holding a leather bound book. With only Telasorin. “Wait…” She turned slowly on her heel until she faced him again. “How did you know about that?”
The piece drifted into place in her mind as her panic gave way to the first sparks of anger. She didn’t know how he could have done it, but that told her little. He had magic. He could do whatever he pleased with it. Her eyes narrowed. “Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?”