It still hung only halfway in the sky. They’d left Trazen’s compound before dawn. She hadn’t been surprised when he woke her up. They’d been talking about this for the last week. Talking and having sex and eating between his bouts of work as he prepared for the next Rings match and did the rounds he had to do in order to smooth over Agnon’s death. The Queen had pardoned him once she heard the details, but still cautioned him to lay low for a few weeks. Other, more intense events had happened that night anyway... events which completely overshadowed the incident in the restaurant between Agnon and Trazen. Chloe saw on the news the next morning that an attack had occurred against the Royal Palace that same night, that a new First Son had been named. All of that pretty much overshadowed the death of a petty warlord over a disputed slave... even apart from the witnesses who backed Trazen’s story. Such regime changes happened fairly frequently in Nirreth society, Chloe knew.
