That’s the trouble with healings, you could sleep for a week. You shouldn’t be here.” She grimaced. In her eagerness to distract him, she’d given him the perfect opening. He took it. “Kel, we shouldn’t be here, none of us. It’s not too late. My lord’s practical, he’ll overlook - “ Kel met her friend’s eyes squarely. “It doesn’t matter. I can’t leave my people to the enemy. To Blayce. I can’t. Even without what I know - ” She stopped herself, grinding her teeth in frustration. She must be tired. Either that or the smugglers had put something in the food to make their guests talkative. She wouldn’t put it past them. Merric pounced on the hint. “What do you know? Kel, if there’s something you’re not telling us, you owe it to us to spit it out.” She was shaking her head. “You won’t believe me.” Merric sat back with a frown, eyes puzzled. “Come on, Kel.
