I’m not worried about anybody overhearing us—Adom has always had an exceptional sense of smell and could sniff out lurkers from miles away. “What will you do in the meantime?”
“I’ll retrace Lord Darton’s final steps, find out who he was with and why he entered the forest alone to begin with. I can track his scent in the forest, too. If it isn’t too old.”
“Can you track the scent of the murderer?”
“I’ll certainly try.”
“And what if something else comes up? Another scorching?”
He gives me a reassuring smile. “We’ll call on you if we need you. But remember, King Siles can send the Scalers. He’s already doubled the guard around the forest perimeters. He has trackers pouring through the caves searching for any signs of a changeling.”
“It can’t make things any easier for you.” Empathy does
