It was already morning of the next day when Morena arrived in a private study on the eastern wing, unbothered by the noise and clutter of the servants.
After a short conversation the previous night, she ordered Hark to keep an eye on the clerk from a distance, but not to engage directly unless he was endangered. She also ordered him to regularly leave the 'cure' to the 'poison' she forced the man to eat, somewhere he could find it.
The reason she decided to use the study instead of her bedroom was simple; it was small, two shelves, a squat table scarred by cups, a window that was tinted dark.
It was a place that was quiet, far outside the common paths of almost everyone in the house, so she didn't need to worry about being interrupted. And most importantly, no one would look for her here.
She took a seat on a large couch with a table in front of her, a small cup of warm tea, and an empty notebook placed on top of it. She then leaned back and called out softly.
"AI."
