Oct 18, 2009 13:55
Alanna and Charlie were back at Ansel's home, this time invited for dinner. They sat around the table set for three, quietly eating. The time in Tyra was wearing on them and Ansel was normally quiet unless he had something well thought out to say. Ansel cleaned his mouth with his napkin, then set it down. He wasn't as embroiled in the mission as Alanna and Charlie were. It wasn't his king that someone had attempted to assassinate. He was sympathetic to their cause, of course, through his tie with Sir Myles, but his slight distance from the situation allowed him to act as a rational counsel.
"Tell me what you've learned so far," he suggested.
assassination plot,
ansel medard,
tyra,
alanna