Aedion went on eating, but Chaol could still feel his relentless focus pinned on them. “Rumor has it a Matron of a witch clan was killed on the premises not too long ago,” Aedion said casually. “She vanished, though her quarters indicated she’d put up a hell of a fight.” Dorian said sharply, “What’s your interest in that?” “I make it my business to know when the power brokers of the realm meet their end.”
