Palamedes picks up a biscuit and takes a bite. It's sandy, a little stale, and remarkably sweet. Honestly, it's delicious.

"Camilla will look after the Reverend Daughter. We still owe you one." He grins briefly. "And, well, to be entirely honest, Cam might need her help with something."

Should he tell Gideon about the Contingency? There's no reason not to, but it feels strange to share with someone after all this time.