Chapter Five
By the time Konrad and Irinanda arrived at the circus the following morning, Konrad had brought his wayward friend fully up-to-date about the case and the progress of his investigation. He had been grateful to have a clear topic of conversation at hand; it prevented any more of those awkward silences.
Somewhat uncharacteristically, Nanda reserved comment, confining herself to asking questions. She didn’t push him about Myrrolena, and as a result he told her more than he might otherwise have done.
Having slept, he was feeling better. Not razor-sharp and keen-witted, precisely, but better. It now occurred to him that, as lamaeni, Myrrolena had placed herself perfectly. As the Ringmistress of a circus, she had not only her sizeable circus-troop to draw from (the living members
