"That was a lovely song Ambrose" Heela says not turning her head from the moon.
"Thank you my lady".
After a while Heela begins to ask me questins about my life until Alia comes up to the deck.
"What does the Inquisition need with an acolyte of House Kiseson"?
Her tone is as flat as usual, but she seems to be implying something.
"You have such a bright young one, I was just telling him about the Noor empire and its bountiful harvest".
Alia approaches and Heela walks away with a wink and a smile.
Leaning her back against the wood railing Alia stares at me.
"Who do you work for"? she asks softly and directly.
"I strive to work for the glory of the Empire" I respond calmly which catches her off guard.
"So you work for one of my siblings"? she asks with a sneer.
"I am an ignorant villager, I do not know who Mage Alia is let alone your siblings" I respond indifferently.
My logic coincides with her thinking but Rumis words, that I might be planted itches at her mind.
