“You knew?” Aylen asked.
“Not right away,” the Head Magus said. “I didn’t make the matter of Mistress Blackwood my own because there was no reason. Not until you broke into the Sacred Halls. But there are magic ties to the scrolls, and we can see who has read them. When I saw what you were after, the truth came together.” He regarded them both with a strange look. “You haven’t considered traveling to Duncarrow, have you?”
“No,” Christian said. “Aylen and I both agreed that we had reached the limit of what we could do for Hollyn, once we understood what ailed her. We don’t wish to bring the eyes of the crown upon the Sepulchre.”
Head Magus Tymagen nodded. “A wise decision, in a sea of poor ones. You understand the predicament I am in? That two of my most promising and effective Magi have
