“Not I,” Darkholm said.

Sprite nodded, walking to the door and trying to hide a small smile. Of everyone here, Darkholm seemed to be the least afraid of her and what the poisoning may mean.

The large man continued. “Do you have any hint as to why you’ve been black marked?”

“None,” Sprite said. “But I’ll face this mystery later, after finding Ran.”

“Perhaps I will find him in a den,” Darkholm offered.

Sprite nodded again. “Perhaps,” she said, but not allowing herself to hope. She would have to expect daggering if she wanted to make it out without mar.