Lyre’s POV

“What?” I stared at Reinhardt who just stood there sipping a cup of tea like he hadn’t just dropped a bomb shell on me.

He lowered the cup and gave a smile. “It’s like I said Princess… Alastor was sighted fighting a masked woman.”

“And you have reason to believe this woman is Mia Esbond, the rogue Princess.” I asked, leaning back on my chair.

Derek gave a small nod, expression unreadable.

“Yes, we do, Princess. The scouts who saw her swore it was Mia Esbond. ...