Within the Imperial Prison, Rhaegar sat behind his desk, reviewing case files beneath the dim glow of a hanging lantern.
The silence was broken only by the rustle of parchment.
The door opened; Lance entered and stopped beside the desk.
His expression was unusually grave. Without looking up, Rhaegar spoke in a low voice, "Report."
Lowering his voice as well, Lance said, "My lord, the men watching Firefly Pavilion have returned with information. Someone has been secretly monitoring the pavilion."
Only then did Rhaegar's hand pause.
He lifted his eyes and met his knight's gaze.
"Who?"
"People from the Walerick residence."
A flicker of coldness passed through Rhaegar's gaze.
"Are you certain?"
Lance nodded immediately.
"Absolutely. We followed them for three days. The watchers changed shifts regularly, but every one of them entered and exited through the rear gate of the Walerick estate."
Silence settled over the room.
After a moment, Rhaegar asked, "What else?"
