Robert von Löding was drenched in cold sweat. His lips parted several times, yet he could not bring himself to utter a single word.
"Don't assume that women are incapable of killing, Count. There is an old saying in the East that I consider somewhat prejudiced, although I admit it can be true in certain circumstances: 'The most poisonous heart is a woman's.' I wonder what you think of that saying?"
Lina had no intention of wasting any more time arguing with him. She merely tilted her chin towards the door, signalling that the audience was over.
"You may leave now."
She had expected Robert to offer some sort of rebuttal, perhaps even to defend the Duke of Anjou one last time. Instead, he turned around and left without saying another word. Lina watched the door close behind him, her expression growing thoughtful as she considered what to do next.
