The shard was still repeating when Vyra finished the second record.
"Copy's clean, Young Master. Every frame the original still holds, including the seal on the second man's shoulder." She secured both crystals in separate cases. "Which one goes to the Palace?"
"Both, once an elder takes custody. Until then, keep them apart."
Seraphine returned from the streets while Vyra was fastening the second clasp. "Nobody watching the building. I checked the surrounding roofs as well."
"Good. Help Loriel when she's finished."
Loriel came out carrying her notes and a small case of sealed samples. She had recorded a cause of death for each of the fourteen victims, along with the residue left by their killers. At the bottom of the last page, she had drawn the position of a woman's hand beside an overturned bowl.
Leon glanced at the drawing, then back at her.
"She was eating," Loriel said. "I wanted the person reading it to know."
He left the page where it was.
