#Chapter 185: Bring Down the King

“What can I do for you?” I asked Queen Yarrow. She folded her hands primly on top of the desk and stared me straight in the eyes. “The first thing I need you to do is to believe me,” she said. “I’m listening,” I replied. She sighed and sat back, still upright but leaning onto the back of her chair. “Very well, then. I have a question for you before I begin rambling.” “What questions exactly did you need me to answer?” I pressed my lips together. Unsure how to tip-toe around such sensitive subjects. Because if I implicated her husband and they were actually a unified front against me, then I would have thrown myself into danger. “I don’t know if you’re aware that I published an article that suggested the king is doing a less than stellar performance in ruling the country,” I said slowly, carefully choosing each word. She grinned. “I have read your work. I found it to be the best article of truth I’ve seen printed in Packhaven and Orlune, for that matter, about the king. I think it