The grand study was silent except for the soft rustling that came as Lady Cerys flipped through an old book. The candlelight flickered against the stone walls, casting shadows that seemed to dance and stretch towards Jess as she sat in her chair rigidly.
She traced a finger absently over the aged wood of the desk, her thoughts spiralling in her head. The fire, the people who had lost everything they had, and now Athena’s potential involvement in this. It was becoming too much for her.
Lady Cerys finally sighed, closing the book with a soft thud. “Well, we know Athena wasn’t there physically when the fire was started.” She said, rubbing her eyes together. “Which means she must have outsourced the job to someone else.”
Jess nodded, barely listening to what she was saying. "But we don’t ha
