Chapter 17 House of Cards“Whoever it was, it doesn’t appear they took anything,” Cratha said.
“Why would someone rob the home of a librarian?” asked Orbis.
“I don’t believe for a minute someone was robbing the home of a librarian. They were searching the house of an elder of the Iron League.”
“No one knows that’s you. To this community and everyone you meet you are a librarian. Maybe they were searching for some ancient text?”
“No. Never had a problem in the fifteen winters I’ve lived in Fallfell. Now all of a sudden, after… Enorim’s death, my home is ransacked. That’s far too convenient to be random.”
Orbis sat back in his chair, moving his canes to get a better reach on the wine bottle next to him.
“Perhaps,” Orbis said, “it’s time for the Iron League to move its operation?”
“Move
