Margaret's room smelt a little dusty after months of disuse, but everything in it was still quite clean. The bed was piled high with pillows that Elizabeth and Margaret had dumped unceremoniously on the floor before climbing into it. They lay facing each other in bed, both of their minds clearly on other subjects. Margaret was the first to break the silence.
"Elizabeth, you must have known something about this, am I right? You did not seem very surprised when we were telling you about it."
"I have had my suspicions for a while now. I have wanted to do something about this for as long as I have known about it, but the members of the Council have my hands tied up. They refuse to believe that anything can be wrong in Cardova, when all of this is happening right under their noses. Their own
