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Episode 87

Author: Leah Ward
last update Last Updated: 2023-01-15 00:39:29

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MIKAEL'S POV

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"I am to look into the issue at hand. This classes as a top priority, more so than my initial plans. I must investigate the source of this foul message and the porter, eventually."

She steps forward, her rapt attention not deviating from me for a moment. Her countenance crosses into deep contemplation before her question rings through the room. "Do you have any idea who it could be?"

"I have many, a mhuirnín. Too many, in fact." It's unfortunate that this happens at a critical time. My agenda for things has taken a different turn, careening off the tracks I'd placed it on.

"Okay..." she mutters, and I watch as a fold shutters close, a veil on her emotions. It is transparent in the plays of her eyes, the shadow that cloaks the usual gleam in those emerald jewels. I can tell what she thinks just from her subtle reactions.

"It is not about the matter being one that cannot reach your ears, a stòr. If you like, I'll give you a list of suspects. Perhaps that might
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