Heart beating rapidly in her chest, pounding in her ears, Shanna cast the letter into the fireplace, braided back her hair, and firmly knotted her robe. Then informed her bodyguards she was going alone for a walk in the garden. One of them would shadow her anyway, but he’d keep his distance, and she would be able to speak privately with Kallaar.
She had an ally. A real, true ally—and somebody she already knew and trusted, despite the deception all these years. Part of her still wanted to be angry they had lied, but Kallaar was right: if they’d told her the truth, then it could have been found out by someone else.