"Hurry!"
"I don't know how long it took us to get up here, so just do it now!"
"Take it out. Fast!"
Kael watched as Riley replayed it again. The twig had been seated inside the tub with his brows furrowed for over ten minutes when he finally blurted, "I could've sworn it's that idiot's voice!"
"Which one?"
"Ugh. It's got to be Lord Darin. Sir, it probably sounds baseless, but I swear. After how many years of being forced to hear him out because he couldn't reach you, I'm pretty sure about this."
"But as for the other one…" Riley paused, seemingly unsure about his guess.
"Unless the second daughter has a clone, it's likely the first daughter."
"Sir, you mean the other person is Elira Elowen?"
"Likely. The second daughter dared to approach yesterday. And since you said there's a time stamp on that thing,"—Kael pointed at the pen recorder—"Then unless she had a second body, it couldn't possibly be her."
