'I came to get you out, you idiot!'
For the first time in who knew how long, Jace laughed, laughed until his battered lungs could take no more and he collapsed against the bars in a fit of choking.
'Of course,' he gasped, when he could finally speak once more. 'Because you've helped me so much to this point.'
'I have!' she insisted, her face distraught. 'How many times have we saved each other's lives, Jace? How many times would you be dead now, if not for me?' 'For all the good it's done me,' he muttered, but he couldn't deny the point. 'You really want to help me escape?'
'Yes!'
'Why?'
'Because I don't want to see you go through what they're planning to do to you.'
Jace shook his head. 'No. No, Liliana, you don't get to play that card anymore.'
'Even if it's true?'
'No. I want the truth. All of it. I want to know why-not just why you want to help me escape, but why all of it.' Jace crossed his arms and stepped back from the bars. 'Otherwise, I see no reason to depart this delightful establishment.'
Liliana's jaw dropped. 'You're joking!'
'No, I'm not.' His tone left no doubt, no doubt at all, that he meant it. 'This hell I'm in, Liliana? It's nothing compared to the one you put me through. So if you expect me to trust you even so far as getting me out, to believe that this isn't another trick, you're going to have to convince me.' He glanced meaningfully at the door behind her, then at the wall where Tezzeret's image had appeared. 'And I'm guessing,' he continued, 'that you don't have indefinite time.'
She sighed. 'No, but I have some. Tezzeret and Baltrice are off-world, and the guards outside the door are possessed. Once I release them, they won't remember me being here at all.
'All right, Jace.' She lowered herself to the floor, sitting cross-legged before the cell. After a moment, Jace did the same, waiting expectantly.
'I never did anything,' she started softly, staring down at the floor, 'that I didn't have to do.'
Again Jace found himself laughing, and laughing harder still at the hurt expression that flashed across her face. 'Where do betrayal and murder fall on the list of necessities, Liliana?' he asked her.
'What do you know?' she snapped at him, her whole body tensing. 'It's all come so easily to you, Jace! When did you work for anything? Your mind-reading? You just discovered you could do that. Your money? You blackmailed rich idiots until Tezzeret dropped an opportunity in your lap! Some of us have had to struggle a very long time for what we've gained.'
'Oh, please,' Jace scoffed. 'You're, what, maybe a year or two older than me? You haven't had a very long time to struggle.'
'You're off,' Liliana whispered, 'by about a hundred years.'
Jace opened his mouth to deny the possibility, and then froze at the expression on her face. 'How?' he demanded in a hoarse whisper. 'Even archmages age, and you're no archmage!'
'Someone made me a better offer.' Her lips twisted in a faint, self-mocking grin.
And with that, Jace knew. 'You made a deal with something,' Jace breathed, shaken to the core of being. 'Damn, Liliana, I've done some stupid things in my life, but you…!' He shook his head. 'A demon?' he asked, remembering her reaction on Grixis.
'Four of them,' she told him. 'Four demons, four deals. Jace, you can't imagine what they offered in…' She consciously unclenched her fists, which had risen of their own accord as she spoke. 'It doesn't matter,' she said. 'Who they were, why I did it. The point is, I was young, I was stupid, and I did it.'
'And let me guess,' Jace said, mind racing. 'Payment's due.'
'Not quite yet. Soon, though.' She shuddered. 'You have no idea the terrible things they'll demand of me, in order to keep my magics-and my soul.'
'Terrible things?' Jace scoffed. 'Worse than, oh, say, betraying the man you claim to love, and then conspiring to slaughter his friends?'
'Yes,' she told him without hesitation.
Jace stood and paced the cell, the singed straw crunching and crumbling beneath his bare feet. She watched him in silence.
'What's this got to do with me?' he finally demanded. 'What did it ever have to do with me?'
'The Consortium,' she said simply. 'I need a way out, and the Consortium's got the resources to help me find it-if I'm in control. Or if I have enough influence over the one who is.'
Jace's mouth twitched. No, he didn't buy it. Her plans were too complex, her need too immediate, to gamble everything on an organization that might help her find an answer.
But at the moment, he chose not to press. There were other answers he wanted-needed-first.
'All right,' he said thoughtfully, replaying it all in his mind. 'You heard about me, about my leaving the Consortium. And you decided I could do what you needed done.'
She nodded. 'Even if I thought I was strong enough to take on Tezzeret, I couldn't take him and Baltrice and his guards all alone. And there was no way for me to find him, anyway, or to take the knowledge necessary to run the Consortium from his mind. But you…'
'Right. But me, and my wonderful gift of mind-reading that's done nothing but get me reamed over and over for the past half a decade.' The bitterness in his voice could have curdled the contents of the chamber pot behind him.
'So you sought me out, found me in Lurias-within days of my getting there, I might add. I don't suppose you care to tell me how? Somehow, I don't think it was really as simple as your specters picking me out of the crowd.'
'No.' Did she actually sound nervous?
'Fine. So you pretended to fall in love with me-'
'I didn't pretend!' she protested, but Jace plowed on, ignoring her.
'What I did to Kallist must have presented you some problems.' Jace frowned. 'Did he have to die, Liliana?'
'I'd hoped not,' she said, and Jace found he actually believed her. 'But when the spell didn't reverse itself, I didn't see any other option.'
'Just like you had to do everything else,' he spat. 'But fine. Everything else was about making sure I had no choice but to confront Tezzeret, wasn't it? The first time, you tipped Paldor off that I was living in Lurias District. That's when he sent Gemreth and the others. So why not just tip them off again, the second time? Why go through Semner?'
'Because-'
'Ah, right. Because you needed me to be me, and you couldn't risk the Consortium sending someone who could actually kill me before that happened. You needed me to try to 'save Jace,' so I could be me again.'
Liliana nodded sadly. 'When Kallist was 'you,' he had many of your magics, but not all of them. And even if he had, he wouldn't have your Spark. It had to be the real you.'
'So Tezzeret thinks I'm after him, I think he's after me. Every time he lost track of me, you pointed him in the right direction, didn't you? Every time I tried to walk away from the fight, you argued me out of it. And every time he came close to killing me, you fought to make sure it didn't happen.'
'That wasn't the only reason,' she said with another sigh. 'But yes.'
'And,' he added, with sudden revelation, 'now that it's all gone straight to hell, you get to foist all the suspicion off on me, and stay in his good graces. So what story did you tell him, exactly?'
'That the spirit you used to trace him here was yours, not mine, and that I decided it was safest to come with you and try to deliver you to him rather than to risk confronting you on my own.' She smiled wanly. 'Not the most waterproof story, but since his truth elixir didn't force me to change it…'
'And that would be why? No, wait. Same reason I couldn't read any of this in your mind when we met. You want to explain how that's possible?'
'No. That, you don't get.'
'I know you couldn't have done it yourself, Liliana. You're powerful, but you're not a mind-mage. Who helped
