Suspect

Sienna perched on the edge of her bed with an unsettling look on her face. She seemed to have a lot on her mind at that moment as her eyes looked very distant from immediate reality, like she was staring into space.

The sound of the door opening jolted her out of her reverie.

She quickly focused on her long-awaited visitor and waited till the door was snapped shut before whispering, "Have you done it?"

Zeta nodded, standing only a few feet away from her mistress, "Yes, I burnt it and spread the ashes in the wind. No one saw."

Sienna let out a huge sigh of relief and finally, a smile found its way to her lips. She looked the most satisfied at that moment.

"Good. I know I can always count on you."

Zeta smiled from ear to ear, delighted to be praised by her dear Mistress. She had just helped Sienna out of one huge, troubling headache.

Sienna's duel with Isadora had undergone perfect planning and execution to trample over any odds that could arise and prevent her from losing to the wench.