Casket of Souls

asked Alec.
    “Yes, thankfully. So are Beka, Nyal, and Myrhini. They managed to catch our spy. It’s not Danos after all, but his aide, a young corporal named Caem, working for Commander Myr’s aide-de-camp, Major Salana.”
    Seregil poured wine for them while the wizard told them what he’d learned the night before. “General Moraus’s truth knower questioned Commander Myr, Major Salana, and Danos, as well as several riders. Danos and Myr were found innocent of any knowledge of a conspiracy, or having any part of it. Salana refused to speak, and died under torture. Caem was hanged before the regiment at dawn. A full report was sent to the queen.”
    “Damnation!” Alec set his empty cup down with an angry thump. “That certainly tips our hand to Phoria.”
    “It can’t be helped,” Seregil replied. “But this does put a different light on the assassination attempt on Klia. Plenimaran uniforms aside, the poison they used on themselves—”
    “Could have been Wyvern Blood, like what you found in Kyrin’s secret room,” said Alec. “You thought a bottle might be missing from the box.”
    “If it had been on the knives they struck Klia with, she’d have died on the spot. Perhaps on themselves, however. Whatever the case, we have no way of knowing what was in that third bottle.”
    Alec let out a frustrated growl. “Still, I think we should assume it was Kyrin. It could be why they were tracking her movements so closely. They weren’t just looking for something they could accuse her of treason for; they needed to know where she was so the assassins could find her!”
    “Yet there’s the problem of time,” said Seregil. “It takes days, even weeks for those messages to get back and forth, unless they have a wizard working for them. It’s not like Kyrin could order an assassination from Rhíminee and have it carried out immediately. Or that he’d even know where she was at that moment.”
    “Someone on the spy’s end might have just been waiting for the go-ahead,” Thero pointed out. “Could you have missed something in the coded messages you found?”
    “I suppose so. Although with Caem’s capture the line ofcommunication is cut off, at least for now.” Seregil gave them a crooked grin. “I suspect Commander Danos will be a bit more careful with his correspondence from now on.
    Klia’s left him in place?”
    “Yes,” Thero replied. “After the general’s truth knower vouched for him, and after making him swear fealty to everything but the tent pole.”
    “All the same, that rider and the major can’t possibly be the only ones in the regiment in on the plot, and now we’ve lost the only person who could have connected them with Kyrin and the others,” said Alec. “There’s probably a whole nest of snakes Salana knew about. For all the good that does us now.”
    Thero shook his head in disgust. “That’s what comes of torture.”
    “Did Klia speak to anyone about Kyrin’s cabal, or us?”
    “No,” Thero replied. “When Salana refused to speak, Klia thought it better to leave you to work from this side.”
    “Reltheus and Kyrin are sure to hear about the loss of their spy. What do we do about that?”
    Seregil shrugged. “We’d better work quickly. Have you spoken with the prince yet, Thero?”
    “No. I’m on my way there now, and I want you two to come with me and tell him what you’ve learned before things take a turn for the worse.”
    “Yes, it’s time.” Seregil tucked his bakshi bag under his belt. “We’re going to see Elani anyway.”
    “Oh, and remember,” warned Thero. “You two know nothing of the assassination attempt on Klia.”
    They rode together in a hired carriage through the pouring rain. At the Palace, a page led them not to the main audience chamber, but to one of the many rooms set aside for private business. Leaving the three of them in the corridor, the page knocked and went in to announce them with instructions from Thero to tell the prince that they had news of the utmost importance.
    They were admitted, and found Korathan in his robe and chain of state and black velvet hat, talking with bluff, beardedGeneral Sarien. That wasn’t good, seeing as how the protector general was one of the people Atre had reported as conspiring with Duke Laneus.
    Knowing this, Thero bowed to both men, then to Korathan. “We bring you a matter of the utmost delicacy, Highness.”
    “The general and I were just finishing,” Korathan replied. Sarien