Chapter 16: Loose

I ask my maid to bring my breakfast to my room which is where I spend the day. I study the history of the nobles living in the palace. Most of them are descended from the same old families that have been connected to Ambrose's family for generations.

I make notes, putting my thoughts on paper until I'm surrounded by a mess of parchment. I sketch the best rendition of the sigil I can remember, but even my memory is starting to fade, its exact rendition becoming fuzzy.

Any one of the noble shifters could be a suspect, and it was obvious they didn't carry this symbol publicly. So how can I tie someone to a cause?

By midday, my head is pounding. I lay down, letting exhaustion take over, and when I wake again, it's evening.

I almost forgot about my agreement to see Ambrose.

I sit up and sigh. I hope Althea was having progress with finding Lucas.

I get ready, dressing in a simple gown, and make my way toward the king's study.

I'm stopped by shouting from behind one of the doors