Reki did not look away from Runa’s face. The spoiled young apprentice almost looked like she was about to cry.
“Whether she’d done what to Einarr?” Bea asked again. “Does it have anything to do with what happened to the pair who arrived on the boat with her?”
Reki raised an eyebrow – the one furthest from her Imperial Highness. If Bea was sharp enough to pick up on that, with no training in Song at all, then either Runa’s desperate move was clumsier than Reki thought or there was more to Beatrix than she let on. “It’s nothing you need to concern yourself with,” was Reki’s answer.
Bea pressed her lips together into a line. “I think it might be, actually. But now is not the time. I would speak of this later.”
Reki snorted. Beatrix might try. “Did you find a way through?”
“This way. You’re not…
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