Festival of Roses

The girls were escorted to the solar by a servant. Kylie was nervous but showed no signs of it. She was schooled enough to do so seamlessly.

The servant knocked. "Lord Meadows, Kylie of House Redwyne begs an audience."

“Enter,” Bromley called gruffly, he sounded tired.

Kylie entered with Claryssa, both girls performing flawless deep curtsies. "Seven Blessings, My Lord. Does the day find you well?" Kylie smiled softly, poker face firmly installed.

Looking about as tired as he sounded, Bromley stood and bowed, "ladies," he indicated for them to sit. "What can I do for you this morning?"

The girls exchanged looks. "Actually, my Lord, it's more what we can do for you." Claryssa nodded.

"Back at the Arbor I do a good deal of charitable work with those that serve." Kylie began. "After seeing what happened with Ser Harben, I turned to what was familiar and went to cheer the servants that were there yesterday, particularly the good knight's squire. I brought some wine with me to share to lift his spirits when he made the most surprising confession." The Lady took a deep breath and looked to Claryssa.

"He admitted to unknowingly poisoning Ser Harben." The guard told Lord Meadows.

Kylie: Deception (Bluff). TN12.

I'm As Deceptive As Cersei: 18

At Kylie's opening, Bromley's face became drawn, not a promising start. But he tried to be understanding and patient as Kylie explained herself. He could not find fault with her intentions.

He spent several long moments considering what he'd just been told. "You have a propensity for finding yourself in the same place as trouble, Lady Kylie. Guards," he called. The door opened, "have Squire Derrin found and arrested at once. Before the steeplechase begins, please."

"My Lord, if I may. I know I am a woman and should not be in the middle of these matters, but to my understanding Derrin has already decided to go to take the Black out of guilt for having unwittingly caused this tragedy. He's sick with remorse." Kylie lowered her eyes.

"Also, Derrin knows who the real culprit behind this horror is." the Braavosi added. "Derrin was given the poison in a vial by a local and trusted apothecary in your Lordship's realm and told that it was something that would help Ser Harben be at his best."

"The man's name is Nathyn or Petyr. Derrin said he often works as a runner for your own Maester Hubert?" Kylie put forth.

Bromley glowered, speaking to the guards once more, "see to it that he doesn't get away, he may have already fled the Keep." That resulted in a flurry of action as one of the guards, a servant, and a page shot off in different directions.

Frowning deeply, "I will speak to Maester Hubert at once, I know that he deals with a few men from town. He'll know better than I who this Nathyn... or Petyr is."