3
THE DANCE
‘Given the particular manifestation of the energies at work among us,’ Estevar began, clasping his hands over his belly as Damina Jovien waited for his instructions on what to play, ‘we may surmise that he was murdered the night of the Viscount’s last ball.’
‘We knew that much,’ Sir Galleato said with a snort. ‘His body was found here after it ended. What else could it have been connected to other than the ball?’
‘A marvellous insight,’ Estevar said. ‘Nothing at all, other than perhaps every single other event of note to take place in the Demesne of Cajoulac. You are truly a wonder, Sir Galleato.’
The Knight wasn’t pleased, but a look from the Viscount kept him quiet.
‘Now, my Lord,’ Estevar said to Cajoulac, bidding him to come closer. ‘What was the first dance of the ni
