Amy is dead.
Poisoned.
The butler who rushed over confirmed this and brought with him more bad news:
"The ritual didn't work on Bitos and Raul."
"Their souls dissipated completely upon death, seven days faster than usual."
The butler said so.
Jason did not leave at Gerard's signal.
The banquet hall, bustling just moments ago, now held only Gerard, Jason, Dennise, and a personal attendant.
Gerard was frowning deeply.
If he hadn't been concerned about the two previous murders, the appearance of a third had put the master of Hans Port on high alert.
Especially the failure of the ritual, which made Gerard sense danger.
"Go and arrange a team to protect our mother's convoy."
Jason's aunt would be returning from the estate outside the port to attend the wedding the next day, and she would likely be nearing Hans Port by then.
"Yes, my lord."
The butler immediately bowed in assent.
Just as the butler was arranging for the attendant to go, Gerard spoke again.
"Wait."
