"My lord," he said. "I found one."
Astrid stood at Ulrich's side, watching them both.
Her curiosity had replaced most of her anger.
"What do you mean, you found one?" She demanded before Ulrich could speak. "Who is it?"
The musician startled and looked toward her.
Ulrich gave Astrid a brief, unwelcoming glance.
She pressed her lips together but did not move away.
The musician turned back toward Ulrich, lowering his voice further.
"The second quartet beside the royal dais, my lord. The one with the harpist. There is a violinist among them who does not belong with the others."
"The man in the mask," Ulrich said.
The musician blinked.
"Yes, my lord. Him."
Astrid looked past the musician toward the royal dais.
