Chapter 370: Midnight Meeting, Part 2

Trent sat beside me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me against his side. "You know we can't let this happen," he said.

"If we don't, my father will know I'm hiding something, and then everything we've been planning will be ruined." Isach's tone was a mix of fear, pleading, and regret.

"Isn't there a spell or potion you can use to make it so I can lie?" Abby asked.

"No," Isach said.

"What about Ivy? She might be able to do it," I said, a flicker of hope igniting in my chest.

"All magic leaves a trace, and my father will be able to detect it." Isach dragged his hand through his hair again, his movements agitated. "But I do have an idea." His gaze landed hard on Trent. "You can help her."

"How can Trent. . . Oh!" My mouth formed an O in surprise, and I risked a glance at Trent, who'd gone still as a statue.

"Please?" Isach begged. "It's the only option I can think of."

"What option?" Abby asked.