[House Varoth — Sharukh's Office — Continuation]
"…but I already sent you the investigation report earlier." Sharukh Varoth frowned slightly across the office table. "How come you returned personally, my lady?"
Across from him, Lady Arinaya exhaled slowly and leaned back against the lower couch. For the first time she looked exhausted, not physically but mentally. As though her thoughts had become too heavy to carry upright.
"My chamber was set on fire."
Sharukh immediately straightened. "…set on fire?"
Lady Arinaya nodded once calmly as her fingers tapped lightly against the parchment resting on her lap.
"At first, I believed it to be an accident. A lantern left burning carelessly. Faulty silk curtains but now…" Her eyes darkened faintly. "…I understand why only my chamber burned."
Silence settled heavily between them.
Sharukh's expression slowly hardened as realization began forming. "The intruder…"
