“We have more than we think,” said Ana. “I believe I have one solid
idea, at least. We’ve been wondering how Jolgalgan snuck poison into the
halls of the Hazas, yes? Well---what if she secreted herself in with it? For I
suspect it’s very likely that she infiltrated the Haza grounds and buried
herself in that little hole for a day, or two, or more, waiting for the party.”
There was a short, stunned silence.

“Truly?” said Miljin.

My eyes fluttered as I summoned the image of the little hole up in my
mind. “That could work…” I whispered. “It was large enough, yes. Then
when she heard the music and talking, she could just stand up, slip out,
brush herself off, and join the crowd.”

“And when the party was done,” said Ana, pleased, “she’d just leave
with them.”

“But how could she navigate the servants’ passageways up to the roof?”
asked Miljin. “They were close, cramped, and dark.”

“Well, Jolgalgan is an Apoth,” said Ana. “And we know Apoths have a
fondness for self-alteration. When Nusis went to go look at Suberek’s
corpse, remember, you asked if she needed a lantern.”
Again, my eyes fluttered as I remembered the moment. “But Nusis said
she could see perfectly well in the dark,” I said.

“Yes,” said Ana. “Admirably simple, isn’t it?”

“It’s… interesting,” said Miljin. “But not watertight. Still don’t know
how Jolgalgan got on the grounds in the first place, ma’am.”

“We don’t!” Ana said chipperly. “But I have a theory, though it will
need researching. That’s where you come in, Captain. Would you please go
about getting a list of recent Talagray Legion personnel, please? I would
like especially for you to focus on enhanced individuals. Enhanced for
strength, specifically---much like yourself.”

- The Tainted Cup, Chapter 30 pgs. 270-271