"Did Araben... cut her hand off at the wrist?" The King asked, his voice betraying a mixture of disbelief and anger. He had never tolerated nobles who abused their power in such a horrific way.
Ren nodded grimly. "There are things you must know."
Turning to Madame Helene, Ren asked her to elucidate everything from the beginning. The woman didn't miss a single detail. The sorrow of losing her girls in those flames was so heavy.
By the time she finished, the King was silent for a moment, absorbing the weight of the revelations. Then he turned to Ren. "And those assassins... did you find anything unusual about them?"
Ren's expression was as hard as a rock. "Yes. We kept one alive for interrogation, but he swallowed a poisoned tooth and died before we could learn anything useful. I was busy healing lady Helene and couldn't buy time."
