Mathilda
It's evening and I'm staring at Cahill from afar as he dines with his men. We've already made plans on how to go with this whole thing and thanks to Ma'am Georgia who made a blockage on our part, Theodora Wilson cannot know what Cahill and I, or everyone else have discussed. Although he's still under the spell that only he can overcome, she gave him a pebble to carry with him at all times, so Theodora will be unable to view both I and his movements through her mirror.
Because Theodora Wilson can be cunning, she spends nights monitoring Cahill and I's movements. There's even a small shrine of hers in her room, so she performs her magic there on mostly Simone, to support her and then act like he's taking orders from Cahill. My hatred for my husband's Beta has dropped and he should count himself lucky.
