A King's Job

Lyra gestured to the pile of work on Mano's desk, both Mika and Ailwin looked over.

"Those are new letters of complaints addressed to you, Ailwin, which are about you, Mikaela."

"About me! What about me!?"

Ailwin got up a grabbed one of the letter from the desk and read it. "Mika were you at the city square when the noble wives were being punished?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Someone saw you, and said you were trying to instigate the crowd to do your bidding….What did you do?" Ailwin glanced at her.

"Nothing." 

Lyra looked at her and gave her a scowl to tell the truth.

"Sigh...I might have forgotten how to count when the crowd was counting down the last few hits….and possibly made the dungeon steward and guards lose count. Resulting in the wives getting a few more hits."

Everyone in the room smiled a bit. That would definitely set the noble wives off.

"....but how was I supposed to know someone would recognized me…"