Eleana's smile disappeared. "Careful, Sister. Throwing accusations around without proof is dangerous."
"I'm not accusing anyone. Just stating facts: someone sent assassins, I'm leaving to do business. If you think that's an accusation, maybe ask yourself why."
Robin's hand drifted toward his sword. The fox knight did the same. The hallway suddenly felt a lot smaller.
"You've changed," Eleana said quietly, her voice ice-cold. "The pathetic little sister who could barely talk is gone. This new version is way more annoying."
"This version is harder to kill," Elara shot back. "Must be frustrating."
"Port Crestfall is a long trip," Eleana said, ignoring her. "Dangerous roads. Bandits. Ships sink. Warehouses burn. So many accidents waiting to happen to a princess without proper protection."
The threat was crystal clear.
"I'll have my household guard and merchant allies watching my back. That's more protection than I get here, where assassins walk into my bedroom whenever they want."
