Chapter 10: Cersei's Test

The summons arrived with breakfast.

Mira brought it on a small silver tray, as though the folded paper were itself a delicacy — which, Elspeth supposed, in its way it was. She read it while her porridge went cold. A single sentence in a hand she did not recognize but could guess: *Her Grace requests the attendance of Lady Elspeth of Wren at the third hour past midday. The Queen's solar. Come alone.*

No signature. None needed.