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Eve's eyes flipped open the moment we returned home. I had been so worried on the drive home, I called home and ordered a bowl of hot water and some towels to be placed in her room, I guess those were no longer useful.

    She walked straight to her room the moment we arrived. I choose to take a walk around the house to calm myself. I never acted out in anger. When I was certain my rage was under control, I walked to her room. She sat on her bed with folded hands, face turned to the window.

    “Explain yourself,” I bellowed.

    She snorted. “Explain! I had to get you out of there. What were you even thinking?” she gave me a chiding glance before turning away from me.

    “I was pleading for Robert’s life. How could you have put up such an act to interrupt me?”

    “The moment he admitted to the theft, he was already as good as dead. In case you have forgotten, he is a parasite. How could you possibly think he would be allowed to live? Even if his liege speared him because of your plea, Megan would not let him off for making her look stupid.”

    She was right. I knew all of these, but I had hoped for a different outcome.

    “The least you could have done was get rid of him after using him. You could have made it painless. Now...” she stopped abruptly.

    Did she had just insinuate she knew Robert had done something for me?

    “What are you talking about?” I asked innocently

    “You know what am talking about.” She replied. “I was in your private library when he came to see you the other day,” she admitted.

    Sounds from my study can be heard in the private library because they were linked together.

    Megan’s name hadn’t been mentioned that day, but she must have put two and two together when she saw Robert being dragged in.

    Wait a minute, is that why she bumped into them? Did she have anything to do with Roberts’s strange testimony?

A guilty expression suddenly appeared on her face and she looked away.

    “What did you do?” I asked.

    “I altered his memory a little.”

    “A little?” I asked, astonished.

    “What else could I have possibly done? He was going to die anyway regardless of his testimony. I just made sure he died alone. Don’t you know the implication of what could have happened if he mentioned your name?”

    Her logic was right, but what she had done felt so wrong. I taught her to erase memories, not alter them. Where had she learnt this altering thing she was talking about? I have never tried to alter a memory before. I hadn’t even imagined it to be possible. The leaders had also been present when she had done this. Why hadn’t they sensed it? She was in contact with Robert for just a few seconds when she fell to the floor. How had she done that so quickly? This was the second time she escaped the leader's radar undetected. It couldn’t be a coincidence.

    “You...”

    “What? What?” she replied defensively?

     Nothing. I had nothing to say. Her actions left me dumbfounded.