"No. Thanks to your intervention." Elara looked at her directly. "Reaction time was exceptional. How did you detect the attack?"Heard the bowstring, Your Highness. Slight sound, but distinctive. Years of combat training."
"Noted. That capability prevented my death. Formal commendation will be recorded." Elara sat down, forcing her breathing to regulate. "Security assessment: our standard route is compromised. Someone with access to my schedule provided information to assassins. Internal leak."
"We'll investigate," Tomas said grimly.
"Already investigating." Elara pulled out a small notebook from her jacket—she'd been keeping it there since taking power. "I've been tracking who has access to my daily schedule. Fifteen people. Cross-reference with individuals who benefit from my death or have connections to noble families under investigation for corruption."
She handed the notebook to Tomas. "Start with those three names. They have highest probability of being information sources."
