Since Ignis is on my side, I don't care so much about this brat talking rudely, accusing me, or even treating me like I'm invisible. Flavius isn't strong enough to hurt me, most likely, even if he's the second most powerful Mage I've ever met. Second only to my mother.
«Why do you keep him locked?» I ask Ignis. «It's not like he can't escape, most likely. Even a thousand doors wouldn't be enough.»
Flavius is a mind reader. He can interact with people's minds and bodies, but he can't force doors. I'm trying to find out how much Ignis knows about his magic.
«The doors are to keep the annoying people outside. I'm delivered my meals through the window, and a maid comes once a week to clean. It's an awesome life if you ask me,» Flavius replies in Ignis's stead.
«It's all for a show,» my husband says.
«So, we could come here without causing such a ruckus and opening the main doors?»
«Yes, we could walk in through the window.»
