Later that day, Keats stood outside the door of Sonya’s office, like a naughty child waiting to see the headmistress. She knew Sonya would never admit that Keats had done a good thing. Even though her undercover mission had been a success, it had been completely unapproved and Sonya did not like anything being done without her permission. It remained to be seen whether Sonya would forgive her.
Keats had worn the same clothes for the past 48 hours. Judas’s scent still lingered on them. They smelled of sweet torture. She braced herself and knocked on the door before entering.
Sonya’s shrewd eyes never left Keats as she walked towards the chair opposite Sonya’s desk.
“I see you rebuilt the castle with ease.” Keats began, and then she winced, thinking that was perhaps not the best place to start.
“Yes. It took Fei and I almost the whole time you were gone to get things back to the way they were.” said Sonya, her brown eyes narrowing.
“Weren’t you looking for me?” Keats asked.
“Where were we supposed to look for you? We had no idea where you had gone or what you would do.”
“…You didn’t really think I’d turned bad, did you?” Keats had hoped Sonya would know her better than that.
“I didn’t know if that was true, or if it was just what I wanted to believe.” Sonya sighed. “I thought you were too smart to turn away from us, but then I thought you were too smart to think that you could trick Darkness.”
“But I did trick Darkness.” Keats smiled.
“You can wipe that smirk off your face. If things had gone wrong, they would have gone disastrously wrong. You placed everyone in danger. I hope you realize that, despite the fact things turned out well, it doesn’t make what you did okay by any stretch of the imagination. Destroying the castle, taking on this undercover role without permission, running off and thinking you could handle this without any help… The list goes on.” Sonya’s nostrils were flared and she pressed her lips tightly together for a moment. There was a pause. “How did you trick Darkness?”
“You have to admit that you’re a little impressed.” Keats said.
“I’m not admitting anything.” Sonya said, irritably.
“I had to bury all my true intentions and feelings under a fake persona. All the thoughts she saw were me pretending to be that fictional person. I couldn’t for a second think about what I was actually going to do until the last second. I was vaguely conscious of myself, but Darkness couldn’t pick that up when she was reading my mind.”
“Were you not worried about forgetting yourself?” Sonya asked. Keats shook her head. “Before you banished that man using the Nox Key, you seemed to hesitate. You weren’t seriously thinking of running off with him were you?”
“Of course not.” Keats snorted. She stood up and walked out of Sonya’s office.
If she stayed another second, she would not be able to hide the fact she was lying.