“If their interrogation skills are anything like yours Li, I don’t think she’s going to last very long!”

Liaena shot Rithrynn a distinctly ‘why did you have to say that?’ black look at that remark while tugging at the door to the room. Realising belatedly she had locked herself in with Rithrynn, she fumbled for the key in her pocket. Finally pulling the door open, she shot off down the corridor towards Sharon’s study, the Night Elf following behind her at a much more sedate pace. 

Sharon had once again retreated to his study to escape from the constant partying of the Elves downstairs. Apparently taking the opportunity to do some paperwork, he glanced up in surprise to lay down his quill and parchment as Liaena barged in without knocking. “Li? Are you alright? How…how is Rithrynn?”

“She’s fine, she’s fine. That’s not important right now” 

Liaena said hastily, waving away Sharon’s initial concerns. The statement was clearly at odds with what the High Elf was expecting to get out of the conversation, as he raised an elegantly curved long eyebrow at her. “….really?”

“Well no. Yes. Obviously, it [i]is[/i] important” the girl said in frustration. Rocking back and forth on her heels in agitation, she fell once again to stalking around the room as Sharon watched her warily. “She went on a date with him to get information, which is really retarded but she seems to be okay – but there’s something else I wanted to tell you about. Last night a nobleman was murdered and some people asked me to go and solve the murder but I was really busy so I sent someone else to go and solve the murder instead and she hasn’t got back yet and I got this book back instead and I think something mighthavehappenedtoher!”

“What?”

“…..”

Wheeling around to glare at Sharon, Liaena looked for a moment as if she was about to start shouting as Rithrynn nosed her way warily into the room, before slumping her shoulders instead as she let out a defeated sigh. 

“Lord Alficious. He was murdered last night. I thought it was suspicious, so I got someone I know to go and investigate for me. Just now, Hester brought me this”

Holding the diary up, Liaena waggled it in one hand before tossing it onto Sharons desk. Falling into the chair that sat in front of the High Elfs desk, her words were now somewhat muffled as she covered her forhead with one hand. “Look in the back. It’s full of all sorts of illegal, incriminating crap that Lord Alficious wanted to investigate the White Hand for. And a note, asking for help and she says she’s at Honour Point”

Falling silent for a moment to brood, Liaena glanced away to stare at a corner of the room vacantly, before giving Sharon an appealing look. “If she’s in trouble, then I need to go and get her back! I’m the one who got her into this. I never meant….for this to happen”