I felt my cheeks getting hot. "Sadly, yes. I made a fool out of myself in front of most of the school. Again."

"Why? When you know better then anyone how dangerously manipulative Neferet can be, why would you confront her publicly like that?"

"Because I'm a moron," I said miserably.

"No." She smiled kindly. "You're definitely not a moron, which is why I wanted to talk with you about this-alone. I think you should play down your reaction to Aurox, maybe even to your closest friends. Keep what you're feeling to yourself. Put on your poker face."

"Poker face? Sorry, I only know how to play Candyland."

"It means to keep your reaction to what you're seeing and how you feel about it secret from everyone watching you."

"Why?" She really had my attention now. It wasn't like Lenobia (or any sane vampyre) to ask a fledgling to keep secrets.

Her eyes met mine and I was struck anew by their unusual gray color. It was almost like she'd harnessed storm clouds within them.

"I learned young that evil sometimes likes to be bragged about, even when it would be best if it kept a low profile. It has been my experience that Darkness's true struggle isn't against Light and the strength of love and truth and loyalty. I think evil's greatest threat comes from its own pride and arrogance and greed. I've yet to see a bully who doesn't gloat, or a thief who doesn't brag. That's why they get caught. Darkness could get a lot more of its destructive work accomplished if it was more, shal we say, circumspect. "

"But it's in Darkness's nature to brag and gloat, so Darkness understands it when someone calls attention to its actions and stuff," I said, finally getting her point. "Which means when someone who is trying to fight for good stays quiet, and watches and waits for the right time to act, evil is thrown a curve ball."

"And caught unaware by the strength that comes from honesty and serenity and quiet determination," Lenobia said.

I drew a deep breath, looked around to make sure no one was lurking outside Persephone's stall, and then spoke softly to Lenobia. "From the second I saw Aurox my seer stone got hot. The only two other times that's happened has been when old magick has been present." I hesitated, then admitted, "Last night I looked through the seer stone and saw something weird around Stark. It kinda freaked me out."

"What did Stark say about it?"

"I, uh, haven't told him."

"You haven't? Why not?"

"Well, first because I got distracted by him." I hurried on, knowing that I was probably blushing. "And since then I don't know why I haven't said anything." I thought about the almost-fight we'd had on the way to school. "No, wait, I do know why. Ever since the whole Otherworld thing things haven't been the same between Stark and me. Some of that's good-we're really close most of the time. But some of it's weird, too." Lenobia nodded. "That's understandable. An experience the magnitude of what the two of you went through should change the dynamics of a relationship. And glimpsing some old magick attached to Stark could simply be a remnant of his time in the Otherworld." She smiled. "I imagine if you could look through the seer stone at yourself you might see-"

"Oh, hell no! I don't want to see anything hanging around me!"

Lenobia's smile faded. "You sound frightened."

"I'm freaked, that's for sure. I think I've had enough of old magick and the Otherworld and all that goes with that stuff for a good long while."

"Ah, I understand. If Aurox carries traces of old magick, that's why his presence affected you so much."

"He definitely made me feel funny, even before I saw him change into a bull."

"Funny? Like you were frightened then, too?"

"Yeah, but I also had a weird surprised feeling, like my intuition was seeing something that my mind couldn't handle. And then I got super anxious.

There's something wrong about that guy, Lenobia, and that something is real, real old."

"But do you see that he looks like a handsome teenager to the rest of the world?"

"Yeah, I guess." Then I snorted. "I'd like to take him to Skye and find out what that part of the 'rest of the world' sees when they look at him."

"Your seer stone came from Skye?"

"Yeah, the Queen gave it to me. She said if old magick is around when I look through it, I can see it." I thought about Stark and shadows and creepiness. "Dealing with what I can see with my own eyes is way more than enough for me. I don't want to look through the seer stone again." I shook my head, ashamed of my weakness. "I'm sorry. I'm such a big baby. I shouldn't be so darn scared. I should have looked through the stupid stone at Aurox."