Chapter 92

Deidre

The next few hours passed in uncomfortable–and dizzying–silence. Sirius and Mistra stayed to themselves, harmlessly reading the same book, side by side, and comparing notes. I tried not to notice how close together they sat on the couch. I guess it was his lack of human contact, but… he was over twenty years her junior.

At nearly five in the morning, Sirius excused himself through a door I hadn’t noticed earlier for a round of exercise. Apparently this replica had a few modifications, a gym included. Mistra and I were left alone.

“So, what do you think?” It was the first time Mistra had addressed me since Sirius had made his appearance in human form.

“You know exactly what I think,” I seethed, finally feeling like I was able to draw breath. “You let me walk into this blind!”

“Blind?” She laughed, sweeping her dark hair over one shoulder and standing, making her way over to the fridge and pulling cheese and fruits out of it. “What could I have said that you didn’t already e