Chapter 293: Ladies and detectives.
"So, what do you think?"
This question was posed by Sigrid to Mauve and Christie after they finished reading the letter. It had been five minutes and they were rather speechless, stunned as the content was more shocking than they expected.
"He is a really good letter writer." Mauve paid a compliment that she would not rather have revealed. "I have never received a letter from a man before. It is a shame I think now that I see this. I ought to mention this to Galen. Perhaps one of you could let it slip accidentally the next time we all have game night." She looked at Sigrid and Christie with great expectations.
Christie pinched Mauve’s waist. "Concentrate on the matters that are important you dumb moth mother. The crown princess is receiving love letters from a man that plans to steal her away. If this letter falls in the wrong hands, the consequences would be catastrophic." With eyes of steel she looked at Sigrid, focused and not daring to blink. "What do you need us to do?"
"Is this why you and Roland are at war? Has he become aware of this letter writing man?" Mauve asked curiously.
"One question at a time." She told them.
"Mmm," Mauve nodded once. "Who is Sir Jenson Kershaw?"
Sigrid shrugged. "That’s the thing, I have no idea who he is and I don’t remember ever meeting him. However, according to this man we seem to have spent sometime together at the Eastern boarder. I bandaged his wounds and we formed a friendship. But I bandaged many wounded knights and to date, none stands out." She turned her head to the side and yawned, then continued. "I was arrogant in my youth, I would not have spent time with a knight."
Mauve poured some spiced tea into a cup and she carefully handed it to Sigrid. "You have a class to teach, sleep should be chased away."