Bernard's eyes widened, and his lips parted in protest, the words of caution dying on his tongue. The plan was reckless, borderline suicidal, but Jessamyn shot him a warning glance, her eyes sharp and pleading.
In that moment, she silently conveyed more than any words could. She needed him to trust her, to follow her lead despite the madness of it all.
"You'll need me working with you once you enter the castle. I can bring you to Cordelia. I am friends with her," Jessamyn continued, her voice steady but laced with a subtle urgency. She knew she was treading on thin ice. "Annoy me now, and I will keep on making your life hard."
