Proven Guilty - By Jim Butcher Page 0,165

been forged and founded in theirs. They both regarded the use of magic as something suspect at best, and if not inherently evil, then inherently dangerous. Their opposition to the power that Molly had manifested might turn the strength they’d given their daughter against her. If she believed or came to believe that her power was an evil, it could push her faster down the left-hand path.

I knew something of how much Michael and Charity cared for their daughter.

But they couldn’t help her.

One thing was certain, though, and gave me a sense of reassurance. Molly had not yet indelibly stained herself. Her future had yet to be written.

It was worth fighting for.

The gaze ended, and the various images in the windows behind Molly vanished. The girl herself trembled like a frightened doe, staring up at me with her eyes wide and huge.

“My God,” she whispered. “I never knew…”

“Easy,” I told her. “Sit down until things stop spinning.”

I helped her settle to the floor with her back to the wall, and I did the same beside her. I rubbed at a spot between my eyebrows that began to twinge.

“What did you see?” she whispered.

“That you’re basically a decent person,” I told her. “That you have a lot of potential. And that you’re in danger.”

“Danger?”

“Power’s like money, kid. It isn’t easy to handle well, and once you start getting it, you can’t have enough. I think you’re in danger because you’ve made a couple of bad choices. Used your power in ways that you shouldn’t. Keep it up, and you’ll wind up working for the dark side.”

She drew her knees up to her chin and wrapped her arms around her legs. “Did… did you get what you needed?”

“Yeah,” I said. “You have a couple of choices to make, Molly. Starting with whether or not you want to turn yourself in to the Council.”

She rocked back and forth, a nervous motion. “Why would I?”

“Because they’re going to find you, sooner or later. If that happens, if they think you’re trying to avoid them, they’ll probably kill you out of hand. But if you’re willing to cooperate and face up to what you’ve done, and if someone intercedes on your behalf, the Council might withhold a death sentence.”

“Aren’t you just going to turn me in anyway?”

“No,” I said. “It’s about choices, Molly. This one is yours. I’ll respect what you want to do.”

She frowned. “Would you get in trouble with them for that?”

I shrugged. “Not sure. They might kill me for being in collusion with an evil wizard.”

Her eyebrows lifted. “Really?”

“They aren’t exactly overflowing with tolerance and forgiveness and agape love,” I told her. “They’ve almost pulled the trigger on me a couple of times. They’re dangerous people.”

She shivered. “You’d… you’d risk that for me?”

“Yep.”

She frowned, chewing that over. “And if I turn myself in?”

“Then we’ll explain what happened. I’ll intercede for you. If the Council accepts that, then I’ll be held responsible for your training and your use of magic.”

She blinked. “You mean… I’d be your apprentice?”

“Pretty much,” I said. “But you have to understand something. It would mean that you agree to accept my leadership. If I tell you to do something, you do it. No questions, no delays. What I can teach you is no damn game. It’s the power of life and death, and there’s no room for anyone who doesn’t work hard to control it. If you go to the Council with me, you’re accepting those terms. Got it?”

She shivered and nodded.

“Next, you have to decide what you want to do with your power.”

“What are my choices?” she asked.

I shrugged. “You’ve got the juice to make the White Council, eventually, if that’s what you want. Or you can find something worth supporting with your talents. I’ve heard of a couple of wizards who have made stupid amounts of money with their skills. Or hell, maybe after you learn to control yourself, you just set them aside. Let them fade.” Like your mom did.

“I could never do that last one,” she said.

I snorted. “Think about it, kid. You join up with the wizards now and you wind up in the middle of the war. The bad guys won’t care that you’re young and untrained.”

She chewed on her lip. “I should talk with my parents. Shouldn’t I?”

I exhaled slowly. “If you want to, you should. But you’ve got to realize that this is going to be your choice. You can’t let anyone else make it for you.”

She was quiet for a

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