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She was surprised they weren’t all on their knees in adoration. Pathetic. Then Percy grinned at Billi. ‘And I’d like to propose a toast to the newest member of the Order. Only fifteen and, if you’ll excuse the vernacular, totally bad-ass. ’ There was a snort from Gwaine, but Percy ignored it. ’ Good old Percy. Always looking out for her. More than once she’d wished he was her dad, instead of just her godfather. The others rose, Gwaine last of all. Even Arthur lifted his tea cup, slightly. ’ Then Arthur clicked the laptop firmly shut and placed his folder of cuttings on top of it.
Kay dusted off a stool and slung his coat over it. ’ He stretched out his arms. ‘Thanks, Elaine. ’ Elaine looked at both of them, then nodded and turned away. Billi waited until Elaine had left. ’ Kay pointed into the corners of the room. Billi squinted in the gloom and could just make out markings on the top row of bricks, all the way around the room. They were in cuneiform, the oldest writing in the world, and similar to those on the black cabinet. Talismanic protections from maleficia: black magic.
You know what the Jesuits say,’ says another, in the slight Welsh-tinged accent of her babysitter, Father Balin. ’ There’s a snarl from Gwaine. ‘We’re not bloody Jesuits. We’re –’ ‘Enough. I’ve made my decision,’ says her dad, and everyone shuts up. It’s like they’re afraid of him. Why? He’s not important. He’s just a porter, here at the Middle Temple, like Percy and Gwaine. He fixes things. He tends the gardens and waters the plants in the halls. Doesn’t he? Or maybe Billi doesn’t know her father at all.