"What was that, earlier?"
He froze, trying hard not to look up. If his eyes met hers, he knew she would never stop interrogating him until she got to the bottom of it. He cleared his throat, and looked back down on the blade he had been polishing since earlier. Of course, it wouldn't be so easy.
"What are you talking about?" He asked calmly.
"You speaking with His Majesty, earlier. You were both acting sneaky, Sab. What did he want to discuss with you? He obviously didn't want Cessi to listen to it."
He sighed; She was always so perceptive, it was hard to keep secrets from her. He finally glanced up. Tessandra was still staring at him, with that usual little frown between her eyebrows, her lips in a little pout and her arms crossed. She had left alone the piece of fish she had been
