Raayani spoke for the first time since entering, her voice calm and measured.
"Which is exactly why we must move carefully but quickly. Every hour that passes gives Jolthar's enemies time to solidify their position."
Bertelot turned his attention to the Blue Rose Matriarch.
He had heard of her, of course.
Everyone had. Her reputation was formidable: a woman of exceptional beauty and even more exceptional capability. She had built her house into one of the most powerful forces in the empire.
And yet she stood here, allied with his daughter, defending a young man accused of murder.
"Matriarch Raayani," Bertelot said with careful respect.
"Your presence here speaks volumes. May I ask what your interest is in this matter?"
Raayani's eyes met his without flinching. "Jolthar Kaezhlar is under my protection, as is the Barony of Tekkora. The Blue Rose does not abandon its allies when they face unjust persecution."
