She bit her lip and watched him carefully, hoping there was something written in his face which would provide surety for the actions she knew in her gut she was going to take. He was anxious looking and insistent, but that was as much as she could see. Her gut was telling her what he said was true...though she also knew there were different kinds of truths, including half-truths which were oft as good as lies.
Still...
"How...how do you know he, my lord, is in danger?" She took his arm again, leading him back down the hall and toward her master's rooms. She noted he looked more relieved than satisfied and decided to take that as a good sign.
"I can't be sure, at least...not positive. But I've seen things, disturbing things and he's at the center of it. I saw them when the scrolls went m
