The library was quiet. Lord Ashby's chair was empty; he had apparently taken his tea elsewhere today.
Alina sat at the long central table, the visitor logs Emeric had delivered an hour ago spread out before her in stacks.
She read every single thing, cross-checking and comparing each detail carefully.
Most entries were normal routines like kitchen deliveries, military dispatches, servants visiting their family in the town, and so on. There was nothing unusual or suspicious.
But she kept reading. And finally one entry caught her eye.
A courier had departed from Ravenmoor the afternoon of her briefing, towards the south. The log had listed the sender as "household correspondence" which was Audrey's domain.
Alina's fingers froze on the page as her gaze moved to the last line.
Destination: Aldmere.
