Chapter 65 No Loose Ends

• Third Person
• “An interesting place to meet.” Fiona’s father, dressed in a dark brown suit, had his hands in his pockets and was looking around with judgmental amusement.
• “It’s not as if we could meet at my home,” the Queen snapped, giving him a severe look. They were at the home of another nobleman, one who owed Scarlet many favors, and had just retreated into a rather old-fashioned library at the back of the house in order to have a private conversation. The bright morning sunlight pouring in through the high windows illuminated thick, swirling clouds of dust motes everywhere.