Whisperings
They weren't even rumors, those quiet snatches of conversation that caught Katherine's well-trained ear. It was a name that meant nothing to those who spoke it, but it meant everything to her. Fear made every bone in her body hum...if his killer was still out there... She sighed. If she had the chance of finding them then she would take it no matter what danger it may put her in. Katherine began to pace, something she only did when her nerves were at their most frayed. It was crazy to think that these whisperings would lead to any end but she had to try. He had been her mentor, her friend and at times lover and then he was taken from her. She couldn't just leave though, not without tying up a few ends. With that thought she sat down and began a letter to the Prince.