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“In the labyrinth,” Nix said, “I made a smaller version of this library.”
Luc turned his head to look at his brother. They hadn’t spoken much about his time there. “Yes. I recall. But warmer.”
“Did you know that there were Elsewhere Doors there too?”
Luc shook his head. “Like at Sol?”
Nix nodded.
Luc didn’t have time to ask his brother why that was so, because the acolyte stopped before a tall, thin woman dressed in a matching blue robe. She had a sort of ageless quality aside from her wide, expressive, brown eyes. Her hair was short, and unlike the younger acolyte, her belt held a plethora of keys that rattled when she moved, denoting her place in the order. She dipped her head toward them in acknowledgement.
Gods,” she said, but her eyes locked with Luc, and he knew she sensed the emptiness of his power inside of him. He disengaged from her knowing gaze as he watched the acolyte who’d led them take his leave.
“A hiding god is your only clue?” Sister Prudence asked. “You have asked me to uncover a single word in a library filled with words.” She waved her hand around them.
“Yes,” Nix said. “We know. Probably unascended.”
“Unascended?” she asked, tilting her head. “But perhaps with the gift of her forebearer.”
“If we knew her forebearer, and what sort of gift to look for.” Nix glanced at Luc.
“A her?” Sister Prudence asked.
“Yes,” Luc nodded.
“Finding her is really important,” Nix said.
She tilted her head. “Why?”
It was a revealing question, Luc decided, though perhaps more so for Nix. But his brother was silent, as if he weren’t sure of the answer. So Luc said, “He is god-yoked, and his match is locked in a sleeping spell, separating them. We haven’t discovered the means to get through its magic.”
“Magic.” She hummed. “What kind?”
“We aren’t sure,” Luc answered.
Sister Prudence turned to Nix, her dark brown eyes full of knowledge. “You are fading?”
“I’m worried for her. My match,” he admitted.
“Because if you are fading, she is also fading.”
Nix nodded.
“Without the means to break the god-yoke, we thought finding the connection between the clues and the magic is our best chance to reunite them,” Luc added.
“There is a temporary means of ending your suffering,” she told Nix.
“To end the god-yoke? I thought–”
“There is no end to a god-yoke.” She tucked her hands into her long sleeves. “But there may be a way to prolong the fade.”
“What is it?”
“Sever the memories.”
“What?” Nix took a step away from her.
“Remove them, and your essence will forget the god-yoke’s existence. At least until you can reunite with your match.”
