It made perfect sense.
Our schedules, our whereabouts, and the guards patrolling our rooms were all controlled or monitored by the council. Anna’s councilwoman, in particular, managed her entire life in the castle. It was easy enough for the woman to know when I was not with Anna and how to keep our schedules separated.
"How did you know it was her?" I asked Alexandra once the luncheon was over and everyone but the royal family and the northerners were left.
Alexandra still has splatters of blood on her, but she doesn’t bother to wipe them off. She wore it like a badge of honor. I couldn't help but admire her more for it. "The assassin was one of the councilwoman’s many sugar babies. She offered him a higher position and more money than the grunt could ever dream of."
Anna stared at t
