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have to act. Then Elizar would be forced to take one side or the other, and his ability to gather information would end."

"He did choose a side," Ing-Radi said. "But it was not the one you expected."

Kell cast his gaze upward, his face in lines of despair. "Even now I cannot believe it."

What Elizar's original intentions had been, or whether they had changed, Galen could not say. His faith in his friend, and his confidence that he knew that friend, had been destroyed.

And what did it matter? If Elizar ever had planned to betray the Shadows and bring his knowledge back to the mages, somewhere along the way-perhaps as he read Kell's files, perhaps as he sat at that table in the tavern, acting like their friend-he had decided instead to use that knowledge for himself. Among the truths he had told them was hidden that one lie-the lie that he did what he did for the good of the mages.

Galen believed that good, at least, had been Kell's true goal, as wrong as his methods had been. Galen and Isabelle had been caught between them, between the lies of one and the lies of the other. Meanwhile, the Shadows had remained in the background, protected. They were the true enemy- they, and Elizar, their servant. Galen focused on that, a subject that satisfied the anger without releasing the pain. The mages would now dedicate themselves to fighting the Shadows, to stopping their war. And they would hunt down Elizar and flay him.

"What of Tilar's chrysalis?" Blaylock asked.

"I know nothing of that," Kell said.

Blaylock's voice was harsh and certain. "Your deception of Elizar violated solidarity, and more, the bond between teacher and apprentice. Your deception of the rest of us not only violated the Code, but undermined the Circle."

"I believed I acted for the benefit
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