"I liked you so much more when you were sulky and angsty, Jenna."
She just kept grinning and wriggling around the bed like a four-year-old until I laughed. Shoving off my covers, I begrudgingly said, "Okay, I admit that the image of Cal carrying me up that fancy staircase is...nice."
Jenna gave a happy sigh. "It is, isn't it? And I don't even like dudes."
I snorted at that as I leaned down to fish under the bed for my sneakers. I knew I should probably tel Jenna about the betrothal, but I wasn't real y ready to talk about it with anyone else until I worked out how I felt.
"It wasn't just the Council thing,"I cal ed up to Jenna. "Did you see those kids at the back of the welcoming committee?"
"Yeah, the black-haired girl, and the guy who looks like Archer."
I sat up too fast, hitting my head on the bed frame. "What?"I said, rubbing my scalp.
"That guy. He looked a lot like Archer. In fact, I thought that might be part of the reason you looked al vomitish."
Sitting back on my haunches, I tried to remember the guy without the haze of "Oh, dear God, that's another demon"clouding my vision. "Yeah,"I said final y. "I guess he did look like him. Similar hair. Tal . Kind of smirky."My stomach twisted a little, and I wished Jenna hadn't brought up Archer.
"Anyway,"I said, sliding my shoes back on, "that's not what freaked me out. He's a demon. Both of them are."
Jenna's mouth dropped open. "No way. But thought you and your dad were the only ones in the whole world."
"So did I. Hence my puking face."
"What do you think they're doing here?"
"No idea."
We were quiet for a minute before Jenna said, "Wel , they're probably lame demons anyway. I'm sure you and your dad are much better at demoning."
I grinned at her. "Jenna, how are you so awesome?"
She smiled back. "Yet another one of my special vampire powers."She pushed herself off the bed. "Now come on. I did a little exploring while you took that epic nap. You were out for like three hours. Anyway, I was scared to go too far by myself."
"You scared? You know you could probably take out anything that goes bump in the night?"
Jenna shrugged. "Yeah, but being a vampire doesn't protect you from getting lost. I real y didn't feel like wandering around this spooky house for al eternity."
"Thorne Abbey isn't spooky,"I said. "Hecate is spooky. This place is just...different."
"It's huge,"Jenna said, her eyes wide. "Didn't you hear what Lara said? Thirty-one kitchens. Just kitchens, Soph."
My mouth watered at the thought of food. "I wonder which one is making dinner tonight."
Jenna and I stepped out into the hal way. There were several lamps affixed to the wal s, but it was stil gloomy. "It's weird to think of one family living in this house,"I said.
"This wasn't even the Thorne family's primary residence,"Jenna said, like she was quoting from a guidebook. "They had a mansion in London, a castle in the north of Scotland, and a hunting lodge in Yorkshire. Unfortunately, they lost most of their wealth after World War I , and in 1951, they were forced to sel al of their properties except for the Abbey. It stil belongs to the Thorne family."
"Dude. How do you know al of this?"
Jenna looked a little sheepish. "I told you. You were napping for a long time and I got bored,"she said. "There's this insane library downstairs, and they have a whole bunch of books about the history of the house. Some real y fascinating stuff happened here. Like those big statues in the foyer?
They were commissioned by Philip Thorne in 1783 after his wife committed suicide by throwing herself down the stairs."
"Gruesome,"I replied, but something was bothering me. It was that name, Thorne. I knew I'd heard it somewhere before, but where? And why did I feel like it was so important?
As we walked downstairs, Jenna rattled off more history about the house. "Oh! One thing I read was real y neat. In the late 1930s, Thorne Abbey was a school for girls."
A faint alarm bel began ringing in the back of my head.
"Real y?"
"Yeah. During the Blitz, they had to evacuate a bunch of kids from London, including whole schools. The Thornes figured girls make the least mess, so they opened the Abbey to nine 'ladies'col eges."
And just like that, it al clicked. I knew exactly where I'd heard the name before.
My stomach rol ed. "Oh my God."
"It's not that interesting,"Jenna said, but I shook my head.
"No, not that. Did the book have any pictures of those girls?"
"Yeah. I think I saw a few."
I could hear the blood rushing in my ears as I said, "Okay, I need to see that book. Now."
Jenna looped her arm through mine as we walked down one of the many hal ways branching off the main foyer. "I left it sitting on the window seat in the library,"she said. "I bet it's stil there."
We passed countless closed doors and turned down three different hal s before reaching the library. Like the rest of the house, it was gorgeous.
And gigantic.
I actual y froze in the doorway for a second. I wasn't sure I'd ever seen so many books in my life. Shelf after shelf stretched out before me, and twin spiral staircases curled up to the second level, where there were even more books. Low couches were scattered throughout the room, and Tiffany lamps cast soft pools of light on the hardwood floor. Large windows at the other end of the room looked out over the river and let in the last few rays of the setting sun.
The window seat was empty.
"Crap,"Jenna sighed. "I swear I left it there like twenty minutes ago."
"Do you remember where you found the book?"I asked. "Maybe someone came in and reshelved it."
Jenna bit her lip. "Yeah, I think so. It was upstairs by this real y weird cabinet."
I fol owed her as she headed to the second floor. "Weird how?"
"You'l see. Okay, I was near the back, by the painting of some dude on a horse...."
I could see where Jenna would have trouble remembering which shelf was which. Downstairs, the books had lined the wal s, leaving the floor open.
Up here, there were roughly thirty bookcases vying for space, some of them so close together I had to turn sideways just to pass between them.