The ride to the imperial palace gave him time to organize his thoughts and prepare his presentation. Evidence of treason required careful handling. If it was too dramatic and it appeared fabricated or too subtle and it might be dismissed as political maneuvering.
Grim would just be seen as a man trying to get rid of his greatest obstacle. He had a blood debt that he had yet to fulfill.
He just wanted Julius to kive with the fear that Grim wanted his heart.
He would present facts in measured tones, allow the empress to draw her own conclusions, and stand ready to provide whatever additional support she required.
The palace gates loomed ahead, their marble columns catching the morning sunlight like pillars of fire. Guards in pristine uniforms moved with the precision of soldiers who were reqdy for anything, and their weapons were sharp and their formations professional.
"Lord Grim van Ambrose," he announced to the gate captain. "I carry urgent intelligence for Her Majesty."
