his voice dry and with most of the emotion suppressed.
"I'm different I think. Not special, just... I guess I'm whatever I can make myself into, like almost everyone else. It isn't a bad thing, but from the little I know about Tor, he didn't get a lot of choice in the matter, until recently."
She nodded, knowing that he was talking about the thing on the ship, which was something the woman shouldn't have known about at all. No one in the world that was there for it should have told her. Only one of them really had the chance. Ali. She'd agreed that it would be best to keep it secret however and that part didn't feel right.
Unless of course Green told the King, and he'd mentioned it to her for some reason? He could only think of two possible circumstances for that, and while they could be lovers, that seemed a little farfetched.
After a few seconds of thought, watching her walk around the room, lingering and fluffing pillows that were always perfectly plump, being magical in nature, Timon sighed.
"So you're a spy for the King. Anyone else? You get what I mean about family, and a lot of the nobles kind of pick and choose that way... So is it a family thing? Are you working with Sara too?" It came out in a rush, sounding younger than he would have liked, as if it was just silly speculation. It all was after all, until she stiffened and spun on him again, her eyes wide.
"What do you mean?" The words were right, the body language all wrong. It practically screamed that he was right and that she was lying.
"What I said Collette. It isn't a debate and I'm not wrong. What I'm asking is, what conflicting interests do you have? You're clearly working for more than one person and have a lot of other things going on in your life. So tell me, are you a danger to my family?" Waiting, he held his breath. He had on a shield and it was a good one, but she could just scream and claim he attacked her, or even tried to molest her in some way, which would have him kicked out fast enough.
She didn't do it. There was a long, slow breath, making her breasts heave a bit, which he took as being on purpose, even though he locked on to her eyes with his own and didn't let himself be distracted, as tempting as it was. What she said next surprised him a lot, since it was almost certainly just the truth.
"I do work for the King. Also for my family, and myself. I sell information at times, or trade it, to help further my position. A lot of people do that. About a third of the lower nobles. It's part of how my family has stayed afloat for a long time. Favors and bribes, that kind of thing. It's why I originally tried to pick up your brother. He really did win me over, which surprised me. I went to school to learn how to resist things like that. Falling in love... Pretty poor spycraft don't you think?"
She didn't look away from him, which meant she noticed when he started nodding, a few seconds later. Her eyes widened just a little as he did.
"Alright. I'll be having a talk with the King about all this. If he says you're not a threat we'll be fine. I don't want to doubt you, but I couldn't help but notice you were flirting with me earlier too. Also that you didn't mean it. I... Don't know what you meant by that in particular."
She blinked and then... Blushed. It looked real enough and wasn't that dark, but that could be faked too, by forcing blood into the face, tightening the stomach muscles and sucking them in at the same time. The kids in the village practiced it during the winter since it also helped to make your face warmer.
"Oh, you noticed that? I... Well, you are cute..."
"And too young for you. Too young even if you were going to be creative as to how you counted age." Some parts of the Kingdom counted you as a year old when you turned three months. It was that plus the pregnancy. It meant they could get rid of extra mouths earlier, marrying them off at just over thirteen. "So it wasn't that, I figured that you were trying to see if I
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