Deception

The Pair of Eyes

Her terrified face spoke volumes, it was forever ingrained into his memory. She had been so scared. Had she felt it then? Or had she known someone was after her?

Someone was watching and waiting for her in the shadows?

Someone...

Stiles eyes slowly looked around the crowd.

Someone...

In the crowd.

Who knew about her meeting, who had seen him with her.

There it was, a pair of eyes watching him from the crowd. Now what would a pair of eyes be doing? Staring at him like that? He didn't meet them, not yet.

After all shouldn't all eyes be on their companions, or the body or the Lord?

Not him, never him.

Unless there was another motive for then looking at him.

Unless he'd been the last person to see the girl before she'd died.

Unless he had the right motivation to figure it out.

Unless he knew someone else who had also been the last person to see her.

Who she had glanced at so many times during the meeting.

He had thought she'd been scared, she had been but not of the Lord, or the Mistress or the crime she had been accused of.

She's been scared of the accuser.

She'd been scared of Fritz.

Something else that struck a cord in Stiles came to his mind.

He didn't even know her name.

He'd been the last person she'd seen before her death and he hadn't even known her name.

Did you know?

He wondered.

Stiles met the eyes staring at him from the crowd. Did you know her name Fritz?

Or did you just decide to kill her because she knew it was you who had stolen the mirror and she didn't own up to it like you wanted her too, without even knowing her name, who she was?

Or even knowing the family and friends she left behind.

He met Fritz eyes and from there he knew, an understanding crossed between them.

She knew that he knew.

And he knew in the near future she was going to try and kill him.

Stiles knew he couldn't do anything about it now. The Lord of Mind would never believe him, what he needed was proof.

Maybe even for all the Lords to believe him.

But he did know someone who might believe him. He glanced at the Mistress... maybe...

"Mieczyslaw, you need to come with me. Your energy is starting to get out of control" Kirah murmured, completely oblivious to Stiles thoughts.

Stiles then saw that his magic was starting to get out of control. He could feel it almost burning against his skin and a occasionally it would spark across his skin like golden electricity. To agitated for him to contain properly.

Stiles shivered slightly.

"I think you're right" He muttered.

Kirah beckoned Stiles out of the room, slowly the other sorcerous where leaving the room as well.

Something else came to mind as they made there way through the crowd. It was defiantly better than his other thoughts so he forced himself to think of that.

"Why is our Lord so scared of the other Lords coming? He was so against it when the Mirror was taken" Stiles asked Kirah.

"Because only the Lords can decide to take away his position, his power and his title as Lord. If all the Lords can agree that the Lord of Mind was not doing his job properly then he can have it all taken from it"

"All the Lords can do that?" Stiles asked, fascinated.

"No, the Lords decide it and it's the Grand Master than can take the Silver Soul's power from him and leave him a normal sorcerer"

"Has that happened before?" Stiles wondered. It was strange to think about. Having their Lords power and title taken, just like that.

"Yes, its happened only twice" Kirah said.

Though it was strange, Stiles was glad there was something that kept the Lords in order, the threat of having their power and title taken must be a big weight on them, if anything in their district went wrong.

The Lord of Mind's reaction to the Mirror being stolen, the girls death under his roof and whispers of a rebellion suddenly made a LOT more sense.

As Stiles walked out of the room, he could feel then and he knew, her eyes were following him out.

I'll be going through comments from my last chapter later on xx hope you enjoy, have a great week and let me know what you think xx