Elettra shook her head and Angier plainly observed. He wondered if her thoughts, at last, mirrored his. She offered her thanks to which he quietly nodded in reply. It seemed like it was all that needed to be said, the idea given and taken. The Lyall watched as she cast her gaze about the grove but he calmly remained seated; he was certain that no one had heard them. When her eyes briefly rested on him he gave her a quiet smile.

He had told her what he knew and what he thought could be done and could now only hope that, once and for all, his selfish brother would be knocked down a peg or two. The dark lady turned to make her departure and Angier slowly stood back up to start walking in the opposite direction.