Chapter 185: Suspicions
"F-father left yesterday morning. Garret had left a few days before that and father went to search for him because-" Samantha started to answer when the duchess cut her off.
"Enough. I don't need a dissertation," she snapped, the earlier sweetness in her voice already gone as she addressed her daughter. "Just say you don't know. I don't need the useless information you were just spouting."
Jonas couldn't help but feel bad for the girl, but at the same time he knew there wasn't pleasing some people. As such, he could only let things play out as they were at the moment.
"So what would you like to know about Garret?" the duchess asked, the sweetness in her voice back in full force. "I'm sure that your information has to be wrong. Garret wouldn't do something like that."
"If you'd like, I can introduce you to the man who was able to get the information out of your chamberlain, who was another of the ringleaders in the attempt," the king replied.
The duchess' face paled for a moment before she collected herself and she took on a display of being wronged. "What gives you the right to accuse my house of these things without any proof?"
"It isn't your house," the king merely replied. "Just your chamberlain and captain of your guard. If I had received evidence of your house being involved, I would have sent words to the guards at the gates to take you into custody as soon as you arrived. If you want, I can allow you to talk with the man who got the information from your chamberlain. The reason your chamberlain was interrogated was because during the attack, he was present and directing the attack. I have multiple sources indicating he was instrumental in the attempt."
The duchess looked to be at a loss for words and she looked around her, as if she was being verbally assaulted from every side. Like she was being wronged with merely being told of events that had occurred.
Yet, when her eyes landed on Jonas and Kim, they narrowed, like she'd found the source of the problems that were plaguing her at the moment.