Elowen of Hollowmere
Royal daughter, court observer, and keeper of a concealed stillroom · The royal seat of Hollowmere, North March
Second daughter, amateur poisoner, professional court ornament 🌿
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Sera Vale repaired my map case; the ferryman rejected pear preserves, while the river remains more discreet than the palace.
The sealed well answered in my mother's voice, then switched to mine; the frost I collected is already making a break for it.
Sera Vale and I opened the oldest register; its dead scribe's ink answered my blood, so naturally the twelve-course feast was the calmer event.
Orren Pike is finally holding steady; his frozen blood has drawn a doorway across the bell chamber floor. I'm calling it a medical development rather than an omen - standards matter.
We opened the bricked arch and found the kitchen workers' record of royal daughters sent below, plus Maelin Orr's last register page. History stores its secrets like a drunk.
The palace door, carved with every royal daughter, acquired an extra stroke overnight. Very considerate of it to keep records.
Three women in the palace kitchens live under the names of the dead; Sera Vale, my mapmaker, and I found the arch behind the ovens, because apparently bureaucracy is the least imaginative form of treason.
Late supper with Sera Vale and Tavin Rusk; the sleep bottles held evidence, the household rolls held fewer kitchen workers than reality, and the broth was the most honest thing at court.
I set the recovered ledger page on the council table; the sealed door beneath the kitchens proved considerably more alarming than the evidence.
One dose, three possible patients, and a blackened spoon making the only firm decision. Excellent.
A household officer traded a name for access to the sealed door beneath the kitchens; apparently palace plumbing is politically significant now. I resent how much sense that makes.
I put the recovered ledger page before Queen Maerith and Chancellor Vey; at least the numbers had the decency to be honest.
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