Theodore did not turn immediately.
“What is it.”
“There is a request,” the messenger said carefully. “For a private meeting, with you.”
Theodore’s head lifted slowly.
“From whom.”
The messenger swallowed. “The sender did not disclose their identity.”
Varric’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“When,” Theodore asked.
“Tomorrow night.”
The hall seemed to tighten around the words. Theodore finally faced the messenger fully.
“And they expect me to agree without knowing who they are.”
“They said only that the matter concerns… mutual interests.”
Theodore’s expression turned cold. “That is vague.”
“Yes, my lord.”
Varric stepped forward. “This could be a trap.”
“Obviously,” Theodore replied without looking at him.
He descended the steps from the raised platform slowly.
“Did they provide an
