Before the Storm: Act 9, Chapter 2
Chapter 2
“Liam, I don’t know any greasy Nobles with four chins.”
“Huh?”
“I don’t!”
Liam did his best to keep his face from screwing up in confusion at Lady Beaumont’s sudden outburst. What was she getting at?
“Maybe it was a fat Merchant,” Claire offered. “They just ride their wagons from town to town and make money, yeah? Some of ‘em dress up all fancy and stay at the nicest places with the richest food, so he might’ve mistook one for a Noble.”
Why they were discussing Reed’s made-up scenario was beyond him. The guy had never been to the capital, so, logically, he had never seen a greasy Noble with four chins at some fancy hotel there.
“Don’t you have a mountain work to do, my lady?” Liam asked, “I don’t think we should be wasting time on idle gossip.”
“I’ve taken care of everything that I can,” Lady Beaumont answered. “The rest will have to wait until we settle our business in the city.”