Visit Prince Mortimer

Liandra sneaked towards his room, keenly aware how late the hour was. She wondered what excuse she would use, and how he would react at her brazen behavior. It didn't occur to her the prince could have company.

She heard voices as she approached his door, so she tiptoed and leaned close to eavesdrop. Maybe he was having a nightmare? but no, that wasn't his voice.

"I am telling you, that report will be the ruin of all of us?"

"Really? why? the princess dismissed Emperor Kendal with a nasty kick in his behind. Maybe she wholly supports our ideals. And did you see how the King behaved? you were the only fool, Duke."

"Perhaps... damn it, i know. But you still need my armies, Mortimer"

Conspiracy, under her own roof! Liandra felt angry, but she was also in the worst possible place to spy on them. She was also tired. And... There were a dozen of reasons to not stay there, but what will the princess do?