“We do not,” Maia said firmly. “We could not ask for a better secretary, and it has never once occurred to us to doubt your loyalty. Nor do we do so now.” He managed a ragged quirk of a smile. “Were you part of Lord Chavar’s plot, it would have been much better executed.” He saw the weight fall off Csevet’s shoulders, and Csevet’s returning smile was better than his own.
Maia, you are wonderful.
