Her hair was down, loose around her shoulders. She held a small glass in one hand and a folded letter in the other, though she had clearly stopped reading some time ago.
She looked at Sera once. Then she raised a brow, a small, knowing smile curving her lips.
"It seems you have done your job," she said.
Sera exhaled slowly. "My lady, I did my best."
Vanessa set the glass down on the desk and gestured toward the chair opposite her. Sera crossed the room and sat, her posture straight despite the tiredness behind her eyes.
"So," Vanessa said. "Tell me what happened."
Sera told her everything.
She began from the moment she entered the room in the late afternoon and went through it in order, leaving nothing out.
