Lena's POV
The meeting between Damien and Cassian lasted two hours.
Tara, who had established herself in the small reading corner off the main hall's west passage on the stated grounds of better light for her correspondence, Tara's correspondence was three letters a year and she wrote all of them in her room at night, kept me informed by way of two brief written notes slipped under the east reading room door. The second note said: Still inside. Rourke went in at forty minutes, came out looking satisfied. Bastian went in at ninety, came out looking like he was holding something carefully.
I set the notes aside and returned to what I had been working on.
The notebook was open to the page where I had been building the map of what I knew about Aldric, what Tara had found, what I had observ
