“I’ll talk to Ysaryn,” Kire said firmly, remembering the last conversation she had with elf. “I doubt, however, that there is anything ‘simple’ about asking her involvement in this.” Hopefully, at least, she would be more willing to talk to Kire. “I heard back in Cordon that the wedding would be held in the evening. We have till then to investigate and prepare. I wonder if there would be more soldiers about in Cordon for the safety of the couple. Hmm.” She leaned back, gaze directed at the ceiling as she paused in thought. “So, we’re taking the stealthy approach then.” 

It still rankled her, too, that her knife was in the Gemini’s possession. “He has to know to whom that knife belongs. And that means they must know I’m somewhere in this world. At least I don’t think she saw you in the crowd, but we did disappear from there really quickly.”