Harrington's Maid

~ Amira ~

Amira leaned back in her chair and sighed, unaware that Sebastian remained behind. She opened her eyes after the silence felt strange, discovering Sebastian standing beside her, waiting to speak, and Baltir slumped in the seat beside her, watching him.

“Lord Harrington has been leaking information for coin. I believe this helped with both attempts on your life,” Sebastian said in a hushed tone. There was nobody besides the three of them in the gloomy meeting room now, but the topic of discussion needed the utmost prudence.

“How do you know? Who is your source?” Amira asked, instantly intrigued and sitting upright.

This was interesting because Amira didn’t know much about their sources which were so little anyway. But the information for the coin was incorrect. The rebels didn’t need to pay for information. There were too many that wanted to see them succeed in an uprising against the throne, against Rhys.

Sebastian smirked. “Lord Harrington’s maid is a vengeful lover. He c