Celaena beamed at Philippa and took it, and her smile grew as she read the contents once the servant left. “It’s from Archer,” she told Nehemia. “He’s given me some names of people who might be involved in this movement—people associated with Davis.” She was a little shocked he’d risk putting it all in a letter. Perhaps she needed to teach him a thing or two about code-writing. Nehemia had stopped smiling, though. “What sort of man just hands out this information like it’s nothing more than morning gossip?” “A man who wants his freedom and has had enough of serving pigs.” Celaena folded the
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