![]() I began by examining a random sampling of food containers, and found the presence of sylphreed in every one of my samples, without exception. “Widespread is putting it mildly,” Mylion replied, frowning up at her. “Your message said you had found widespread sylphreed contamination.” “Oh?” She turned expectantly to the shaman. In fact, according to the Elder’s findings, we may not have a spy here at all.” At present, our assumption is that these are all loyal and dutiful servants, and the assumption will stay thus until we have solid evidence otherwise. They were alone in the kitchen at present, Imperial Guards being stationed outside all the doors. “All kitchen staff are currently being examined by my people,” Lord Vex said, lounging against a nearby counter and looking bored as usual. There was some pattern to the disorder, things being generally separated into categories, but almost every container had been opened and some of its contents spilled out, as well as samples contained in the dozen ritual circles laid out on the flagstones all around him. Fruits and vegetables, beans and rice, various grains, sausages, spices both bottled and bagged, countless other items. Mylion was surrounded by barrels, bags, and in some cases, disorganized heaps of food. Indeed, the harem wing’s kitchen was something of a mess. “I’m sure it doesn’t usually look like this,” he said gravely. ![]() ![]() “At the risk of sounding like an aristocratic cliché, I’ve never actually been in this room.” “I also needed directions,” she admitted, stopping to peer around. “I’m certain your time is precious and your business important.” “Not at all, your Majesty.” Elder Mylion did not rise to greet her, but bowed politely from his position cross-legged on the floor, next to some kind of spell circle. ![]() “I apologize for keeping you waiting,” Eleanora said as she entered the kitchen. ![]()
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