“He will what?” Myrie asked curiously.
“He will tell me everything I want to know,” Poppy said confidently. “Everything.”
“What will you do, my dear?” Myrie asked Katkin, who sat opposite her at the table. “Poppy is right, you cannot be seen in the City, for though your arm has been restored to you, your lovely face is still the same. Your subjects will recognize their Queen Arkafina.”
Katkin nodded. “I plan to pay my sister Willow a visit. She lives in a village, called Kaisset, on the Mistmere coast. Gwenn told me that Tristan married her daughter, his cousin Roseberry. And Yannick, her husband, is the commander of the Black Guard.”
Poppy twisted her hands together. “But surely you will place us all in danger if your sister is so close to the throne?”
“I don’t believe Willow would b
