Later that night, after they had finished eating, they exited the tavern and exhaled deeply, sniffing the fresh minty air that blew around them, and Nessa looked at Isamu, smiled, and lifted him up in her arm.
The others looked at her as she passed her hand over his head, knowing she was about to send him to spy on the king in the castle.
Nessa didn't want to send Isamu no matter what, but she knew at the time that he was their best shot they had in knowing even a little bit about what the king and his fiancee planned on doing next.
"Are you going to send him now, Nessa?" Ian asked and she braced her head against Isamu's then sighed and Isamu patted her on the shoulder then she raised up and he bowed his head.
