"And it was a moth he had eaten! From the web of a widow!" Sah-lora added. Her mother shot her a look.
"And why the prey and not the spider?"
Sah-lora hesitated beneath her gaze.
"I er... First mistook him. It was a mistake that I wish to rectify," she went on, drawing in a breath. "But now that I know who he is...."
"And that is?" her mother asked, impatiently.
"The Dark Prince," came her reply.
Rizhra's eyes narrowed.
"Oh? Is that what you think?"
Sah-lora nodded.
"I do not think. I know."
Rizhra's lips turned into a thin line, brow creasing.
"And is it from this belief you wish me to... What, Sah-lora?"