Rodrigo's first thought was of his sister, but he shook his head. For her plan to work, the Emperor had to die in a very specific manner. The ripples of the act would have struck anyone with the slightest sensitivity, probably have knocked him out.

"Any word on how, or who?" Milene asked the question on his mind.

"No." Margarite lumbered to a chair and sat gasping as she'd run from the Imperial Palace, not the stables. "But it will be dangerous for the Rehego. They are always ...