Book Four: Chapter 45

Oliver’s yellow eyes flashed. “Magical dissonance. Whatever is holding us here is struggling to contain us. We are hearing a physical manifestation of a magical ripple effect.”

“Oh.” She realized she hadn’t meant to ask the question. “So you don’t know what’s causing it?”

“No. You asked what that noise was, and that’s all I got.” He stood from his imaginary chair. “And you remember that I cannot lie.”

“That I do.” But what if the rules had changed?

“You would have no way of knowing.” He grinned, his teeth on display. “I’ve decided that I want to play a game.”

“And what if I refuse?”

“Well, such a refusal would indeed be your choice, but consider this; I have no idea what will happen to me when you leave this place, if I will live or die, but now I wonder what would happen to me if I were to find a way to dispose of you instead. Perhaps my fate would be the same, or maybe I would be allowed to go free in your stead.”

“You have no idea