I sat up slowly, cringing against the pain shooting down my back. I hadn’t seen the Premiere in a few days. I wonder what’s happened to Lily...
I heard two pairs of footsteps. My eyes widened to see the Premiere with an advisor following close behind. I peered at the advisor, who raised his eyebrow to me ever so slightly.
In a way that was very familiar to me.
My jaw nearly dropped in disbelief. “Lily?!” I mouthed. My sister discreetly put a finger to her lips, nodding and giving me her “I’ll explain later” look.
“Now Ezra,” the Premiere began, “do you recall that I if I couldn’t get information from your sister, I would try to do so from you?” I nodded. “Well? Anything you’d like to share with us right off?”
“Just because I’m bedridden don’t mean I’m tellin’ you anything!” I cried. I sat up quickly, but fell back again, moaning.
“Now sir,” Lily said to the Premiere, “I think we should maybe hold off questioning, just for a while.”
“He has been through an ordeal." There was something oddly unsettling about her tone; a lilt to it I had didn't quite trust. "Besides," she continued with the faintest trace of a smirk, "he doesn’t have proper… motivation.”
I swallowed nervously. I caught a crafty glint in her eye I can’t say I’ve ever seen before.