Laced with Poison
"She must be somewhere around," Sirrah replied, casually waving her hand in the air. "She arrived earlier than us out of excitement, so I don't really know where she has gone."
"Shouldn't her guards escort her?" Eltanin asked, raising an eyebrow.
Sirrah was taken on a back foot. "Sh—she— they must have accompanied her," she said glibly.
Eltanin glared at her. Sirrah felt as if the air around them had charged with murderous energy. She lowered her gaze and when Eltanin walked away from them, she let out a breath. The man was daunting and she had to be very cautious if her plan was to go through.