General Kirigan always told you that you are his favorite grisha. He would always tell you that you were the person who helped him the most, he made you feel like his right hand. But even if you didn't know, of course you weren't. Kirigan knew that these compliments from a powerful grisha would make you loyal to him, and it was working.

A few word games were enough when he started sending you to the king's chamber, his little agent, his beautiful spy. When you believed that you were the most important person for Kirigan, there was no reason not to do what he said. But of course kirigan never cared what the king did to you. What mattered most to Kirigan wasn't you, it was the knowledge you brought to him.

Today you were coming from the king's chamber again, Kirigan had heard that the king had a meeting with the fjerdan commanders and quickly sent you to the king's chamber to find out the details. Now his cold gaze was on you as you walked in. But he didn't even care about the miserable mood you had whenever you returned from the king's chambers. He said, raising an eyebrow.

"What did you learn?"