Chapter 264: Demon Truths

The moment we entered the Sidhe library, Sassafras grabbed a book and buried his face in it, barely looking up at us or even acknowledging Liam and I were there. I wanted to smack him, but a grunt and swipe of the tongue from Galleytrot warned me off. He curled his huge body up under Sassy's propped feet, as if guarding my friend from something.

Liam didn't seem to notice the discomfort of the moment or, if he did, was too kind to say anything. Instead, he leaned over a piece of what looked like parchment, the corners thick and frayed, an actual quill and inkpot sitting nearby.

He flushed a little when he saw me looking and shrugged.

"Seemed appropriate," he said. "Besides, for some reason all of my regular pens dry up after only an hour or so in here."

Sidhe magic and tradition. Talk about being trapped in the past. It was a wonder Liam's laptop worked. Speaking of which, we weren't exactly in Kansas anymore. The cavern we sat in wasn't really under town hall, but in another place