The previous Consul had died in that war. Jia had remained in power since, and no demons had entered Idris. But demons were not the only beings who ever meant harm to Shadowhunters.
"Helen and Aline would know had there been demon activity in Brocelind," Jia added. "There are all sorts of maps and charts and sensitive instruments at Wrangel Island. They saw when Malcolm broke the wards around your Institute and reported it to me even before you did."
"This was not the work of demons," said Diana. "It did not have that feeling, the stench of demons-it was the death of growing things, a blight on the earth. It was what-what Kieran has described as happening in the Unseelie Lands."
Be careful, Diana told herself. She had almost said it was what Julian had described. Jia would be an ally, she hoped, but she had not yet proved herself one. And she was still part of the Clave-its highest representative, in fact.
There was a knock on the door. It was Robert Lightwood, the Inquisitor. He was pulling riding gloves from his hands. "What Miss Wrayburn says is true," he said, without preamble. "There is a blighted space in the center of the forest, perhaps a mile from Herondale Manor. Sensors confirm no demon presence."
"Were you alone when you went to look at it?" Diana demanded.
Robert looked faintly surprised. "A few others were with me. Patrick Penhallow, some of the younger Centurions."
"Let me guess," said Diana. "Manuel Villalobos."
"I didn't realize this was meant to be a confidential mission," said Robert, raising his eyebrows. "Does it matter if he was there?"
Diana said nothing, only looked at Jia, whose dark gaze was weary.
"I hope you took some samples, Robert," Jia said.
"Patrick has them. He's taking them to the Silent Brothers now." Robert stuffed his gloves in his pocket and glanced sideways at Diana. "For what it's worth, I considered your request, and I believe a Council meeting regarding the issues of the Cohort and the faerie messenger would be useful."
He inclined his head toward Diana and left the room.
"It's better that he took Manuel and the others along," said Jia in a low voice. "They cannot deny what they have seen, should it come to that."
Diana rose from her chair. "What do you think they've seen?"
"I don't know," said Jia candidly. "Did you attempt to use your seraph blade, or a rune, when you were in the forest?"
Diana shook her head. She hadn't told Jia what she'd been doing in Brocelind at dawn-certainly not that she'd been there on a semi-date with a faerie in her pajamas.
"You are going to argue this is a sign of the Unseelie Court's incursion into our lands," said Jia.
"Kieran said the Unseelie King would not stop at his own lands. That he would come for ours. That is why we need the Seelie Queen's help."
Which was contingent on finding the Black Volume, Diana knew, though she had not told Jia that. Getting rid of the Cohort was too important.
"I read the file you gave me," Diana added. "I think you may have forgotten to remove some papers regarding Zara's history from it."
"Oh, dear," said Jia, without inflection.
"You gave me those papers because you know it's true," said Diana. "That Zara has lied to the Council. That if she is considered a hero, it is because of those lies."
"Can you prove that?" Jia had moved to the window. The harsh sunlight illuminated the lines in her face.
"Can you?"
"No," Jia said, still looking through the glass. "But I can tell you something that I should not tell you. I spoke of Aline and Helen and their knowledge. Some time ago, they reported that they had seen something troubling the maps of Alicante, in the area of Brocelind. Something very odd, dark spots as if the very trees had been practicing evil magic. We rode out but saw nothing-perhaps the patches had not yet grown large enough to be visible. It was put down to a malfunction of equipment."
"They'll have to double-check," Diana said, but her heart was pounding in excitement. Another piece of proof that the Unseelie King was a threat. A clear and present danger to Idris. "If their dark spots match up to the areas of blight, then they must come testify-show the Clave-"
"Slow down, Diana," said Jia. "I've been thinking a great deal about you. I know there are things you are not telling me. Reasons you are so sure Zara didn't kill Malcolm. Reasons you know so much about the Unseelie King's plans. Since the first time I invited Julian Blackthorn and Emma Carstairs into my office, they have confounded me and hidden things from the Clave. As you are hiding things now." She touched her fingers to the glass. "But I am weary. Of the Cold Peace that keeps my daughter from me. Of the Cohort and the climate of hate they breed. What you offer me now is a thin thread on which to tie all our hopes."