Merciful Angel on your shoulder?

‘And why did I spare you? If it had been you on Vogel Passionata, I would have let you live. I let you live on Thracian.’
‘What?’
‘You stopped to pay homage at Spatian’s tomb, and the Gate shielded you from the disaster. Why did you stop? You don’t know. You can’t explain it, can you? It was me. Watching over you. Planting the suggestion in your mind. Making you pause for no reason. We’ve been working together all along.’
‘No!’
‘You know it, Gregor. You just don’t know you know it.’



"Malleus", Chapter Eleven