The basement of the inn wasn't on any blueprint.
Corvina led Lucian down two levels, past locked pantries and stacked crates, until she stopped at a door so ordinary it could only have been concealed deliberately. She knocked twice, then pressed her palm flat against the grain.
It clicked open.
Inside was a single oil lamp. There were two chairs, and a table. The design was simple, but he saw the ornate coffin carved onto the table's center, which functioned as a book holder.
On it was a scroll. It wasn't made of parchment or vellum. Lucian thought it almost looked like human skin.
Maybe she's a little more intense than I thought. I'm not going to talk about it, though. With the Queen being murderous I don't want to be next in line for...this.
He didn't want to discuss what the scroll was made of, and luckily, Corvina didn't bring it up. Instead, she just sat in the chair and, with impeccably gloved fingers, unrolled it.
