#earthrunes

Ivanka smiles a bit there herself, She has teeth but they are small for her mouth.

"Will it do, Miss, or would you prefer your current room? I will see to your preferences poste haste"

"I am fond of my current room, but this... this is nice."

"Ah, then you have a choice to make, Miss Zara. This is closer to thy paramour, but the old room is more famiar and closer to thy library"

A soft huff.

"Shall I leave you alone so you might get to evaluate this room and it's ambiance in solitude?" An offer

"That is kind, yes. Thank you, Miss Ivanka."

"I exist to serve, Miss." A curtsey, and.. out she goes.

Leaving Zara in the dim of the room

The room in question is as before, but that comment 'that we found' might perk and prickle her curiosity. It cannot be as as easy as just kenning about. Surely they'd have done that already

Not that that hurts. Zara is very good at kenning.

Indeed, and she knows WHERE to direct her senses.

And thus.. there is prowling.

The plaster, the lathe! Oh to be sure the boggans looked over every bit of furniture that they then took out. THey might have even looked for hidden compartments per se, but did they look for anything EMBEDED in the wall? Zara realizes they didn't, as one tiny sliver of plaster on another wall flickers like candle light to her kenning

Zara noses at it, taking a closer look.

And she finds the book, oh there's not much glamour on it, a veil to throw eyes to not notice... and it would work on most.. but sluagh well... sluagh aren't most are they? How odd. From the exterior, it looks like a cook book

The old baron never cooked a meal in his life, she's sure of that

Greedily, she opens the book to look inside. Who judges by covers?

the paper is old, worn, threatening to crumble... and she reads a page carefully....

Ohhh...

another note... Darktree McGuff, possessor of the ring of twins. Will not sell. Most frustrating I am sure. Almost gaurentees twin children who are destined to become changelings though kiths vary. Could be invaluable to our future as a people. And they say nobles are selfish. Stingy grasping bastard with a note on location

She touches her abdomen softly, with a sigh, and reads on.

Each page is about someone's secret. Each page identifies someone , locations, updates.

Zara reads them all, filing them away in her memory.

A soft laugh

At least a third of these are.. black mail! Oh not always for dross and certainly not for coin. The Baron had his fingers in more pies than thought.

Amused.

The baron has been dead for a few years now, but surely, not all of this information has faded from truth or use. This is a goldmine to any other Eiluned.. or any kithain really.

Some do seem worth following up on...

Like telling Wenceslas about the ravager in Marfa...

Oh dear.. Gluminski, violated right of life to avenge niece. Far too useful as a source to punish. Have aided in hiding crime, in moderation, and earned some measure of loyalty I would not have.

"Mm.."

Mm less fun when he uses it on sluagh. Hurumph. Still, at least he appeared to be on Mr. Gluminki's side. THough ..right of life? Grim

"Avenge" in the mix, however...

Mmm oh there are about thirty pages in all, it's a cookbook after all, but each has someone's secret the Eiluned could use.

Zara gets warm tingles. Oh she is oathed, but she is not 'Mrs DeBuke'. ..she's Zara, secret finder .. confidence fills her. And Earl would cheer her on

(End scene)

August increases his hunt for carnival queen or king. He had narrowed it down, gotten opinions.

Lord Truthbranch has had a year, and more, to plan and re.,... to learn about those that might serve.

Ah yes. The married couple, the divorcee, the heart spurned