"It looks like heresy…"
Maela's heart skipped a beat when she heard the Mother Superior's accusation, but she couldn't deny the truth in the other woman's words. Aubin's letter read like heresy, but it was also an incredibly dense message filled with things left unsaid.
"There aren't any High Inquisitors in Lothian March," Maela said slowly, latching on to the phrase about the Holy Flame Blade. "And as I recall, Abbot Recared failed in the opportunity he was offered to wield one. For him to be executed by a Holy Flame Blade implies that he's the one who's fallen to heresy," Maela said, but even as she spoke, a single word poked a hole in the view of events she was constructing.
Marchioness.
Not Marquis. Marchioness. Bors was dead, Owain had been poised to take the throne on Midwinter's Night, marrying her daughter Jocelynn, which meant…
