Anper did not lower his weapon. He knew she had gone missing with Elua er Goltbred. That was enough to treat this seriously. Enough to expect her to be an accomplice in some form… to either that girl or the very man she had spoke of. Because that trap was supposed to be inescapable, he had been told.
"What about him?"
"I'm also hunting him. For what he's done. What he's been part of."
Scoffing at her, he shifted his stance only slightly. Barely recognizing that something inside of him had eased on the possibility that this could be about allying against someone he loathed.
"That man has earned enemies across the continent. You'll have to stand in line."
"You have no idea. But I'm curious what specifically earned your enmity. The caravan with the realmshard? Providing the masking tool? The body double you had been using your limited outside contact to attempt to retrieve?"