It was mid-afternoon when Karliah picked the lock of Black-Briar Manor’s back door and slipped inside. Before she had come, she had wandered around town to locate all the family members and ensure the house was empty. Maven was in her office on the second floor of the Bee & Barb, and Ingun was working at Elgrim’s Elixirs. Sibbi was still in jail, and Hemming was practicing swordplay in Mistveil Keep’s training yard. Still, she was swift as she darted through the house to find Maven’s desk. There was no desk to speak of, but she did find an end table with some of the mead magnate’s personal stationery, ink, and a quill. She took a piece of the stationery and, in handwriting so like Maven’s the forgery would never be detected, wrote the following:
Selene crouched in the shadows outside Maven’s office, cloaked in invisibility, eavesdropping on a conversation. The businesswoman didn’t realize it, but she was being interrogated. The intent was to bring Selene out of hiding and find out what she knew about Mercer and how much she participated.
“You look tired,” she told Brynjolf as he sat down across from her.