Kit followed the Queen to a quiet room. She enchanted it, making doubly sure no one would overhear them. Countess Anise leaned against the window ledge and Captain Thackeray stayed near the door. He was behind Kit.
“We want you to infiltrate a bandit nest near Nebo Terrace. We have tried before, but our agents can never make any headway.” The Queen explained as she watched Kit. “We think you will be able to find the information we want. Will you help us?”
Kit flicked a glance towards the countess. “What am I, Your Highness? Am I a pawn – a tool?” She looked into the Queen’s eyes. “Or am I me, myself, Kit? I am not anyone’s toy. I’ve been used once and I will not allow it to happen again.”
Logan growled behind her, but she did not bother to turn. “You dare insult Queen Jennah in such a manner?”
“My dear Captain! You forget I am nobility.” Kit said, still not facing him. She was looking at the countess again. “I left my house to avoid abuse. My district mayor tried to use me as a pawn, but he had erroneously assumed I was in a dire situation, needing assistance myself. I am familiar with intrigue, Your Highness. I will be your friend and ally, if you want, but I will be no one’s pawn.”
To the surprise of Logan and Countess Anise, the Queen laughed. “Thank you Kit. I do not see you as a pawn or tool. I need your help.”
They spent an hour discussing what the Queen needed, primarily information. Kit knew she could get it. Her reputation was widely known. It would both help and hinder her. She ran a hand over her hair. She could dye it. It was important for this mission. Besides, it wasn’t like the color would be permanent.
She looked over the map one more time. There were likely hidden tunnels that helped them move. When she’d taken over her quarter of Kessex she had learned she needed short cuts to move around quickly. It had taken months to finish all of the tunnels and brace the natural cave structures.
Kit tapped a portion of the map where several raids had taken place. “Has anyone found caves or tunnels here?”
Logan and Anise traded a look. “Caves?”
“Yep! I had my people dig a network on my side of Kessex. It makes travelling from site to site easy, safe, and quick.” She folded her arms as she glowered at the map. “Based on what you have told me, they must have their own network.”
“It would explain several mysteries around the raids.” Logan said at her side as he looked down at the map.
Kit made eye contact with Countess Anise. “If you have an agent in the area let them know I am coming, but not to contact me. I will need information on them in order to contact them.”
The Countess nodded. “I will have the information for you tomorrow. Is there anything else you might require?”
“Discretion,” Kit was staring at the map, “the fewer people who know who I am and that I am there the better. I already have a reputation and it will hinder me if they think I am helping the Crown. It will scare them off and they will shun my efforts to join them or there will be an accident and I will be killed.”
“I understand. Will you contact us to let us know of progress?”
“No, they probably know who all of your agents are. If I send information through them they will get suspicious of me. While I am new to them they will watch me closely. It is likely any messages I send will be intercepted first.” She grinned wolfishly. “We have our eyes on our prize always, but we have one to our back to make sure no one comes up behind us.”
Everyone turned at a tapping noise from the window. Kit chuckled softly at the raven sitting there. She opened the window to hold the bird.