Kael
“Twenty-three years.”
I repeated the number as Salas followed me out of the royal sitting room.
“That is why you want her file?” he asked.
“Partly.”
We were barely halfway down the corridor before Thoren caught up with us. I had expected him to stay with Nevara and Shelly, but apparently the look on my face had been enough to change his plans.
“What are you thinking?”
I slowed.
“Evelyn Ward was already working here long before Sabrina arrived.”
“So were dozens of other people.”
“Yes, but most of them weren’t supervising household operations.”
That earned his attention.
Evelyn’s title sounded harmless because most of what she handled was harmless. Linens. Guest rooms. Domestic staffing. Preparation schedules. But castles did not run on military secrets alone. Someone who kn
