I awaken the next morning with a plan in mind. I need to conduct another search on the Chantarelle estate as soon as possible. It doesn’t matter what Kaine said.
Now that Bianca knows that I’m pregnant I don’t have the luxury of waiting around for his approval or trying to come up with a way to convince him. I need to act now.
I am the acting Captain of the Guard. I have pull. I don’t need Kaine’s permission for every move I make.
If he can’t see that we have gotten everything we can out of those old records and realize that it is time to take action, it doesn’t matter. I will do things my way.
I think of my time at the palace and who I can trust. I think of people who never cared that I am a woman, and those who never grumbled or gossiped about me and Kaine and write them down.
I take that list and narrow it further thinking back to my conversations and camaraderie with each number. I cross out a few names and add a few others.
I will only have one chance of getting thi