Chapter B4C44 - Kinks in the System
“Are you sure about this?” he asked for the third time.
Yor glared at him, her fingers flexing into claws.
“Yes,” she said, her voice tight. “Yes, I am sure.”
“I knew they were letting the golds out, but why are they taking them to the Tower? And how did you learn about this?”
“Via the usual methods,” she said flatly.
The issue with using the vampires as a source of information wasn’t how well they were suited to the task. Yor and her coven were exceptional at getting into places they weren’t meant to go and extracting secrets they weren’t meant to know.
The issue was how far he was willing to trust what they chose to tell him. Naturally, they held things back, and it was almost impossible for him to realise it at the time, and difficult to prove what they’d done afterwards.
“And there isn’t more to tell? You aren’t engaging in more of your risk mitigation?”
Bare fangs were the only reply he got, so Tyron sank into thought. There weren’t enough Slayers to manage the rifts at the best of times, but now there were even fewer, after the disaster at Woodsedge wiped out so many. Magnin and Beory had been plugging gaps and pulling rifts back from the edge of disaster for years, but they were gone too. It stood to reason that the Duke would be forced to loosen his grip on the most powerful Slayers, letting a select few out to fight in the Keeps.