Arianna-
Arianna stared at her, unsure what to say next. Poison...
Derrick had been killed by poison, hadn't he? By that assassin- still totally anonymous, faceless, until Marie managed to do her duty. Her duty, for that was what it was, wasn't it? Not a favour, not a request. Arianna had ordered her to, and therefore she should. Only spying on her half-brother seemed wrong, just that little bit. And asking Marie to do it, had it been too much?
And the most burning question of all, after Derrick's death, was Arianna going to spend the rest of her life second-guessing all of her decisions?
"I don't know who the killer is yet," she said nonchalantly to Vivian, leaning back against the wall.
Vivian opened her mouth, then shut it again, then said, "Perhaps I could assist you there as well."
"No, I have other methods of doing such things," I said, looking around, then leant in towards her. "If you are serious about offering your... other services, though, perhaps you will pay me a visit in my rooms after my afternoon ride and I will give you my verdict then. I shall have to think it over."
Vivian ducked her head. "But of course, my lady."
As if she didn't have enough to think over. But she decided- and it was adamant- that all her further decisions would be clear-cut, obvious, and overall, they would be right.
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