For a moment, Yvonne really did follow Brimmer's line of thought.
She knew Dr. Kraft had come all the way from Solace Port to Westminster Castle for the so-called Academic Gathering.
Calling it "a free trip with meals and travel expenses covered" didn't change the value of the matter, as shown by what people were willing to do for it. Even without knowing the specifics, it was easy to understand that only something more important could make someone set aside the work they were focused on and waste precious time on a journey lasting months.
There was no doubt that the matter had to go smoothly. Unfortunately, with Yvonne's vocabulary still growing, she truly couldn't understand their world, much less judge the situation.
It made her feel frustrated all over again. Her efforts wouldn't be of any use in the short term. They were nothing like practical strength, which let her wield a weapon and see the results at once.
It seemed the best thing to do was let this man, who claimed he could help, take over. She had only one chance. But some inexplicable familiarity warned her that something might be wrong.
It was a time-limited choice with an obvious push toward one answer. She'd often encountered similar situations when her father first fell ill. People would claim his condition was severe and that he needed treatment immediately, while the doctor or medicine that could cure him wouldn't be available for long. In her desperation, it was easy to agree to their terms.
But they hadn't succeeded many times. Those who wanted money couldn't get anything from a life of poverty, and those searching for clues from a mute girl were doomed to come up empty-handed. She'd been forced to learn the pattern soon enough.
So was the