9“Why is she different, Gideon? Liam asks, concern etched across his face. “There’s something about her . . .” He trails off, shrugging. “Is she human? Was she ever human? If she was, how is she like this now? If she’s not Sióg, what becomes of her?”
“Lissa was the Bronntanas. So far, no one can tell me how it was changed, but by no evidence is Isabeau . . . Iliana, I mean . . . human now, if she ever was.”
“Are you really questioning that? Then what was she? A Sióg placed in this realm would know everything. She’d know the language, the history. And what we, the Bháis, are.
“What do we do from here?”
“She must be Sióg. She has to be. You know as well as I, a human soul would not have achieved corporeality, and they cannot become a Coimhdeacht.”
“Then why doesn’t she know about the Na
