"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? HE DIDN'T TRY TO EXTRACT information about our father, our house nor about the Grand Duchy?" Val had a confused look in his eyes, completely comprehensible. I felt the same way.
"That's why it was so strange, Val, he didn't. He tried to extract information about me, and only me! He also insisted to know if I really had magic once and why I didn't look after the one who took them from me," he arched his eyebrows in pure confusion.
"What? That doesn't make sense, sis. I can't see why he would try to know about this. But," he stared at me as if he a ball of fire had lightened up in his mind. "Did you make anything that could give him a hint that you have your magic back, Nat?"
I don't know. "No! I mean, at least I hope not. There was only a moment when he touched my hand and I was very cold, but I didn't use my magic. And he kept staring at my hand, but then he eat up the lie I told him."
