"Your Ladyship, I have my best man handling this. You don't need to do it yourself. Yes, Thea Montrose is safe. My man just saw her arriving at Arvion General Hospital."
Ryan nods as he listens.
"What's that? Erm, no. She's not sick. She's visiting her brothers and boyfriend."
"Yes. Arthur, Julian, and Liam. They just got out of the Mt. Helene dungeon. That's right, Your Ladyship."
"Yes, Your Ladyship. That is correct. My man is currently at the hospital, monitoring her."
He pauses, frowning.
"What? You're still coming? But… but that— No! Of course you can go anywhere you like, Your Ladyship. That's none of my business. I just…"
He exhales sharply.
"Okay. Yes, Your Ladyship. I understand. I'll be right there."
He hangs up the phone.
"You old witch! Why can't you believe me?!"
Ryan grabs an ashtray made of heartstone and hurls it to the floor. It shatters into glittering fragments.
His assistant rushes into the office, panicked.
"Mr. Ryan?"
