Pedro nods politely to the Condessa.
“If I may, Condessa?”
He leaves the table and its bowl of fresh stew behind to lean slightly on the nearby table with all its papers.
“I am neither an expert in maps or keys, señor. But I’m no stranger to the lengths an herbalist will take to hide their knowledge.” Pedro gestures to both Lady Kirkland and Don Ramon.
“What we experienced on the island? The amulet with its cryptic wording? A ghostly voice that spoke in riddles? That is a key, or more like a compass that points the way.”
He shrugged.
“So perhaps the writing on the amulet is meant to be read with the documents?”
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