Sarah’s head was pounding when she opened her eyes. The room was too bright, intensifying her headache and forcing her to shut her eyes tight to block out the light.
“Sarah!” The concern was evident in Matthew’s voice. Still, she couldn’t imagine why he was in her room.
“Sarah!” He repeated.
“Please, not so loud. Why are you in my room?” Slowly she began opening her eyes a little once more.
“This is my room. You don’t remember?”
She tried to think back. “The last thing I remember is a very loud noise just before everything went dark.”
“Your room exploded, burying you under a pile of rubble. It’s a miracle you survived. You’ve been unconscious for three days. I had to bring someone in to heal you.”
Matthew’s worry now made sense, but the explanation gave rise to new confusion. “My room exploded? I was working on illusions. How could that have caused an explosion?”
Matthew sighed and sat down on a chair next to the bed. “You didn’t cause the explosion. It happened in the room next to yours, but it caused your lab to collapse.”
“You mean . . .”
Matthew nodded. “Something happened in Thomas’s lab.”
“Is he okay?”
“Are you serious?”
“Thomas nearly killed you, and you’re worried about him?”
“I’m sure he didn’t do it intentionally.” She understood how Matthew felt. She even felt a little anger herself but was determined to keep it in check, at least until she knew more. “Is he okay?”
“Yes. He’s fine. He wasn’t even here when it happened.”
“Has he explained the cause of the explosion?”
“Not to my satisfaction.”
“Then we need to talk to him.”
“Listen, Sarah, I know he’s our friend, but I think we should leave. Maybe find another house to join. Even start our own house. But I don’t think we ought to stay here. He promised to give us a heads up when he was engaged in dangerous magic, and he didn’t. It doesn’t matter if this happened on purpose or not; he is keeping things from us and putting us at risk.”
More than she could say, Sarah wanted to leave with Matthew, but she knew she couldn’t. “Matthew, I have to stay.”
“I made a promise to Thomas.” She hated herself a little for lying to Matthew. The Mistress had sent her with Thomas to keep an eye on him. She also had sworn Sarah to secrecy.
“Sarah, that’s absurd. He’s put us in danger. More than once. He’s shown no regard for us. Whatever commitments we’ve made, he cannot really expect us to keep them now.”
“Still. We need to talk to him.” Sarah began to feel tired. “Though maybe not today.”
“Is something wrong?”
“No. I’m just worn out.”
“Do you want me to get the healer?”
“It’s not necessary. Really. I just need more sleep. Who was this healer, anyway?”
“A friend of mine recommended her. Rebecca. Don’t worry, I stayed and watched over you the entire time she was here.”
“I should thank her.” After those words, unconsciousness overtook her once more.