Constructing the false information took two days.
Rowan, Captain Dara, and I worked on it in Rowan's study with the door closed and the content of our conversation shared with nobody else. Not even Finn, which I knew he would understand when the time came even if it sat uncomfortably in the meantime. The fewer people who knew the exact shape of what we were feeding through, the less chance any unintentional signal would alert Crane's office that something had changed.
The principle was simple. The execution was not.
Everything we constructed had to be true enough in its texture that someone familiar with the kingdom would find it believable. False information that felt false was worse than no information at all because it told the recipient they were being played and caused them to ques
