“I know. I guess I should have warned you that was not going to happen. However, I could not fully pronounce my judgment, until it was proven beyond any reasonable doubt that you were innocent, and your sister was the liar,” Fitz sighed, hating that his angel had believed she would perish by his hand.
“Oh, I am not complaining. It is just…” her voice trailed off.
“A whirlwind,” Fitz said, as she nodded her head in agreement with his analogy.
“Yes. Can I ask, what would you expect me to do in my duty as one of your advisor’s?” Eliza asked.
“That is easy. You give me your honest opinion. I do not need a ‘yes’ man, or in your case woman. I want someone who will come up with different ideas and solutions, bring something to the table, which challenges my thoughts, so that I may remain
