"My first thought is Nataliem, but that's only because he's - known to be a bad person and also known to have opinions about the occupation of the throne."
"Yes. That's why I knew about him, I'd suspected... But I have no proof, and I'm not going to throw anyone in jail on a hunch. So." He shrugs.
"I'll do it if you don't care to go back. I don't like him, but he doesn't get under my skin very much."
Edarial will snuggle with Berathyme, because he does not like thinking about the man who just so happens to be his father.
"All right, I'll do my best. I've been sort of cagey about my-daughter-the-queen as a subject anyway, so probably none of my friends will ask."
"Trouble, no, not really - curiosity some, though. And I had that awful letter in the back of my head -"
"Oh sweetheart, it's all right, you were scared too - anyway I didn't think I had better talk about it so I sort of - made a face and said I hadn't been invited to the wedding, and that shut down most everyone."
"Dad's not planning to visit," Iobel says, "at least not soon - he lives farther away - but I've explained everything to him, too."
"I'm just glad you listened to me when I told you not to tell a hundred people and start a riot. I mean, I guess that would have been one way to find out what was going on sooner, I suppose, but then there would have also likely as not been a riot."