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"That's the thing you see..." Valathae tilted her head, "Joshua has already been taken care of. I didn't even have to dirty my hands with that one. Shintenchi dealt with him neatly. Barbaric practice, beheading, but certainly effective at stopping people talking."

She smiled once again, "And I'm afraid I just can't take that risk. I've got far too much riding on my identity remaining firmly unidentified. I can't imagine I'd be popular for very long if it got out I'd known about you all along and done nothing."

Stepping forwards, she placed her hand on O'Leary's neck, "It's a good job none of the rest of your little gang ever met me, or I'd have a lot more cleaning up to do. For what it's worth, I'm terribly sorry it's come to this. Anything you want to say before the end, Kenneth? Give me something poetic to remember you by."