Scent of Betrayal
My lips curled up, “He spoke about the elders sending spies, meanwhile he's the chief planner, planting a spy by my side or should I say…a soldier.”
“I don't know what you're talking about, Milady.” She denied.
So my intuitions were right. From the onset, I had sensed that Brienne was no ordinary maid. The way she carried herself, the regular scowl on her small, pretty face as she faced everyone excluding me. Her sharp senses, and reflexes in catching things—she was definitely a soldier or something.
“Lying to me, your Luna is also treason Brienne. Punishable by death.” I sighed.
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