I brought the discovery to Rosalind the following morning, catching her in the training yard before our lesson properly began, expecting confusion or at least surprise at what Callan and I had found buried in Duskrail's old records. Instead I watched something old and careful settle over her face, the particular stillness of a woman who had been waiting a long time for someone to finally ask the right question, rather than the shock of someone hearing something new.
I wondered how long it would take before that page surfaced, she said quietly, setting down the water skin she had been holding and giving me her full attention in a way that told me this conversation was about to become far more important than my morning training session. I am not entirely surprised it was you who found it, o
