Be sober, be vigilant, because your adversary the devil walketh about as a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour. Paul 5:8
Tata Sous-sus was sipping tea and gazing out the window of her little room on the ground floor of the palace. “It’s more like a broom closet,” she’d complained when she first saw it, but now she found it cozy and warm with its big fireplace that took up almost an entire wall of the compartment. There was a knock on the door, a rare occasion, that made her jump.
“Come in,” she said without even thinking. Damn! She thought. I just want to be left alone.
She was not so lucky. When the door opened, the Captain of the Guard entered with two underlings. “Greetings in the name of the Queen,” said the Captain gravely. “Were here to ask you a few question, my lady.”
“Concerning the murder of the Baroness, Lady Greenmeadow.”