Nerissa POV
I knew something was wrong before he said a word.
It was the way he stood when I entered the study.
He was standing in the center of the room with a particular quality of stillness that was different from his usual contained.
This was the stillness of someone who made a decision they didn't want to have made.
I closed the door behind me and he turned.
His gray eyes found mine and held them and the wall was back enough. Enough that I felt its presence the way you felt a change in temperature.
Something had happened.
"Sit down," he said. "Tell me first," I said.
His jaw tightened. "Sit down Nerissa," he said.
I sat. He crossed to the desk and stood behind it.
"Kaelor brought information last night," he said.
"I heard him come to you after the evening patrol." I said.
