Skulduggery Pleasant: Books 7 - 9

“Well, a lot’s happened,” Valkyrie said. “You look great.”

“Flattery means little to a woman of my age, my dear. But it still works, so thank you.” Her smile dipped. “Now that I have you, I don’t suppose you’ve heard from Finbar lately?”

Valkyrie shook her head. “I was kind of hoping you had.”

“Sadly, no. I’ll be honest, I’m getting worried about him. Being used by the Remnants like that could have... damaged him. Permanently.”

“Maybe he just needs more time. It might even be doing him some good, just living a normal life for a change.”

“Maybe,” Cassandra said, “maybe. But we have more pressing matters to deal with, do we not? You need a wall built in your mind.”

“Apparently so.”

“I don’t want you to worry about this. I won’t be able to read your thoughts while I’m constructing it, and it’s not going to affect you in any way once it’s in. All it does is form a protective shield should anyone try to enter your mind without permission. It’s entirely painless. Just lie back and close your eyes. That’s it. I want you to relax now. Just feel the tension drain from your body...”

They drove back to Haggard through darkness. There was something wrong for the entire journey, and Valkyrie only realised what it was when they pulled up at the pier. She turned to him. “Was there somebody sitting in my seat?”

“Hmm?” he said. “Oh, yes. Elsie O’Brien. Very nice girl. Terrible self-image. She should take lessons from you on confidence. I think you’d do her a lot of good.”

“Never mind all that, Skulduggery. You let her adjust my seat.”

“She’s not as tall as you.”

“But you let her adjust my seat.”

“I did, yes.”

She stared at him.

He hesitated. “I’m really sorry?”

“I’m gone for not even twenty-four hours and you let someone adjust my seat? What, were you looking for a new partner already? Am I that easily replaced?”

“I take back what I said. Elsie shouldn’t talk to you. You’re quite obviously unhinged.”

Valkyrie spent a minute trying to get the seat back to its original position. She sat back in it, frowning. “I don’t even know if this is how I left it. Was I this far back?”

“It looks right.”

“I had this perfect, you know.”

“I’m dreadfully sorry. Next time, Elsie can run alongside me as I drive.”

She folded her arms and sulked.

He patted her shoulder. “I’m sorry I let someone adjust your seat. And I’m really glad you’re back.”

Valkyrie smiled. “See? Was that so hard to say?”

She got out, kicked the tattered boots into the sea, and ran barefoot to her house. She climbed through her window and changed quickly in her room, stuffing the brown clothes under her bed. She looked at herself in the mirror. She looked tired. She needed a shower. She reached out slowly and tapped the glass, but nothing happened. Her reflection was merely her reflection.

Tears came to her eyes without warning and she stepped back, muttering, wiping them away. This was not the time to break down, for God’s sake. She took a deep, deep breath, and blew it out. There. Much better. No more tears. All that fragility pushed aside. She put on a happy face, in much the same way that the reflection would have, and skipped lightly down the stairs.

“Hey, Mum,” she called.

Her mother appeared in the kitchen doorway at the same time as her dad popped out of the living room.

“Wow,” she said, jumping back. “You’re like ninjas.”

“Steph,” her mum said, saying the name like it was a sigh of enormous relief. “Where were you?”

There was a leaden weight somewhere in her chest that she ignored. “I told you I’d be at the library after school.”

“No, you didn’t.”

Valkyrie laughed. “Well, OK, I didn’t tell you but I wrote it on the note.”

“What note?”

She passed her mum, moving to the fridge. “This note. The one I left... oh. Where’s it gone?”

“I didn’t see any note,” said her mother.

“Me neither,” said her dad.

“Oh,” said Valkyrie, making a show of scanning the floor. “Oh, it must have fallen off. Must be under the cooker or something. And the battery on my phone died.” She turned to them, widening her eyes. “Oh my God, so that means you didn’t know I left this morning before you got up? Oh, I’m so sorry! Were you worried?”

Her mother laughed. “No, no, of course I wasn’t.”

“I was,” said her dad.

Her mum frowned at him. “You just noticed she wasn’t here ten minutes ago.”

“The longest ten minutes of my life.”

“Is that why you went back to reading the paper?”

“I needed something to distract me.”

Valkyrie smiled at them both. “Well, I’m really sorry for any distress I may have caused. I’ll try not to let it happen ever again. But now, Mum, is there any dinner left? I’m starving.”

She ate, looked in on her little sister, and put her black clothes in a pile on the floor beside her before she went to bed. She kept her Necromancer ring on. She lay in the darkness for a few minutes, then reached for her phone. She dialled.

Skulduggery answered immediately. “Are you shunting?”

“No,” she said, “no, everything’s fine. But what if I do shunt again tonight?”

“I considered that,” he answered. “And without wishing to alarm you, I’m in your back garden.”