locked him in. He had flown alongside Nona and then transformed out of his bird form and was holding Colin’s stolen book, Magicante.
He used magic to form a cloak over his body. He was just a few feet away from her hiding spot in rag-filled bins and she had no idea. Without thinking, she started to follow him through the memory, toward the mud huts, and watched as he made the exchange. Colby followed her.
She ignored the parts of the memory she already knew and followed Sebastien back out of the huts, watching as he magicked away the cloak and opened the documents. He read the pages and with each line he read, his face became paler, his expression confused.
“I shouldn’t have looked,” he mumbled. “Maybe I’m reading this wrong?” He looked at it again and again.
Meghan attempted to see what he was looking at but could not read it. Sebastien then jerked his head, hearing the commotion in the huts below. “I’m not supposed to interfere, but I won’t just sit here and do nothing!”
Sebastien cast a spell and a tunnel of light appeared out of nowhere. He threw the papers he had exchanged for the Magicante inside of it and they were sucked inside. The tunnel disappeared, along with the papers. Meghan watched as Sebastien transformed back into Bird and flew down into the mud huts, where he proceeded to save her life.
“What was on those papers?” she asked Colby again.
“Something that obviously made that boy doubt what he was doing to get them.”
“That doesn’t tell me anything!” she shouted, stamping her foot like a child having a tantrum.
“Okay, fine! The truth is I d on’t really know. All my father said is that it was a spell, something Amelia Cobb wanted and was willing to make an agreement for. My father wanted the Magicante, I guess he had no use for the spell.”
Meghan thought hard about it all. Sebastien was working for Am elia at the time. Whatever it was, she had it now, and there was nothing that could be done about that. This was a memory. History.
Som ething else dawned on her. Nona. She had known who Sebastien was. And kept it from her. Meghan could not fathom the idea of Nona keeping such a secret from her.
Colby heard her thoughts.
“She would if she thought it was the wisest move. Catawitches will do anything to protect their masters. I have no doubt they are trying to find a way to locate us, right now.”
“Can they?” she asked him.
“No. I don’t think they can.”
“I don’t even know why this memory is the one you decided to take us to!” Meghan spat out . She wanted to go home now, back to her friends. Back to Nona, whether she’d hidden secrets or not.
“I just caught onto one,” said Colby. “This is something you were thinking about, not me!”
“Can we just leave here please? Go home...”
“I’m uh, not sure how to do that.”
She let out a frustrated sigh. She didn’t relish r eliving more terrible memories, while Colby figured out how to deal with his issues!
“Maybe we need to figure out what exactly your issues are,” she mumbled, half to herself, half out loud.
“I don’t have issues! Just something I need to figure out how to control. I was hoping my...” he paused, trailing off.
“Your ?” she prodded.
“ I was hoping my mother could help me,” he finished.
“If you were seeking out your mother, why did you come to me?”
He refused to answer. Instead, she felt his thoughts once again starting to race at an overwhelmingly fast pace.
“Oh crap!” she said as everything around her started to swirl. “Where are we going now?” She tried to clear her mind, hoping they’d end up in one of his memories instead of hers. When everything stopped spinning they were again in a place she never thought she would return to. Eidolon’s Valley.
“Is this another of my memories?” she asked.
Colby glanced around. “Actually, I think this is one of mine. I hated this place,” he spoke with a glum voice.
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