She narrowed her eyes. She suspected that both those questions would be asked. And, mind her own moral code and conscious, she planned to answer. "Lady Eron," Rosen breathed and rolled her shoulders near her ears. She felt sick. She had interrogated many a person and she didn't imagine it'd feel this disheartening. "She has concluded that you're the reason for the death of her son. As for keeping you alive, we had plans to turn you to the King of Zierf, as he'd pay a fortune for your information. Someone who cowers in the shadows must have a boat load of hidden and obscure secrets." She grinned to herself. If the questions continued like this, she'd be fine. She hadn't a reason to hide these things anymore, even if it did make her ill.
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