Lenora's POV
Marcelline Argot died in capital custody in the fourth year.
The capital's administrative council sent a formal notification. The letter arrived on a Tuesday. Bramwell brought it to me at the bridge without reading it first, which was his way of handling things that were mine to have first.
I read it standing at the rail with the spring river below.
Seventy-four years old. Natural causes. A cardiac event, the physician's report noted — which had a particular irony given the manner of Bramwell's father's death. The investigation had been concluded two years prior. The sentence had been fully served in the sense that the sentence had been life.
The letter also noted that she had, in her final year, cooperated extensively with the capital's ongoing investigation into the sec
