For the first time in months, perhaps for the first time since her family made the long journey to Lothian March for her sister's wedding, Jocelynn unburdened herself completely. Her cheek still stung from Isabell's slap, but Jocelynn rarely noticed as she poured out every secret she held deep in her heart. From Samira the imposter in the Summer Villa to Owain's intentions to prevent the Guild Masters from gaining significant merits in the Holy War to come, she left no detail out.
For her part, Isabell did her best to listen as calmly as she could, mentally taking notes for all the things she dared not commit to paper. Many of the schemes Jocelynn seemed to be aware of were things that Isabell and Master Tiernan had noticed already, but some of them were especially cruel.
