Skulduggery laughed. It surprised him, but it shouldn't have. It made sense that even after all this time, Wreath was still capable of surprising him enough to amuse him. "I don't think he's your High Priest anymore," Skulduggery pointed out offhandedly. "Certainly not in my version of events. He's dead. You can use that as your justification, if you'd like."

What he really meant, of course, was that Wreath had rethought enough of the Temple's tenets by now not to consider himself a member of their faith anymore. That was why Skulduggery hadn't yet brought up Hayley. Wreath had earned some measure of trust by now, as agonising as that was to admit.