"Of course. Anything I have noticed in the past ten years is here. I did not begin to keep track until after Frederic passed- I..." Book offered, her eyes go dark, sad. "I was not certain whether or not I would follow him."

Through illness or her own hand- it was difficult to tell. But she has endeavored to do well for his legacy. To do right by him and their people. Her fingers brush against his for a moment in the passing, jarring her out of the dark memory. "Keep it. This will be of more use to you than me. Ignatia and I have had suspicions but- no proof. I may pay their wages and provide for their lives but keeping a secret from one's employer- it is a universal practice, is it not? I do not...I do not think they were ever on the Estate. Loup reported seven figures with your crest at the boundary one night but I heard nothing else. But if they are here- I would follow Clara. As strange as this house has been to me? She has ever been comfortable, ever been certain. It is only when you arrived to ask questions that she became uncertain. I do not wish to think of her having a hand in anything but if there is one thing I know well from Tevinter it is this: Even those closest to you may happily put a dagger to your throat if it suits their purpose."