(Have another Fantasy Heroine snippet, because Robin brings me joy, and the scene that comes right after this is currently doing my head in. This one takes place on the evening of the Feast of Remembrance.) ‘It’s ten of the clock, do you know where your wife is?’ Robin demanded, and Leo jumped. Leo was used to Robin appearing in unexpected places, but he had entered the Rose Room’s solar with uncanny stealth. Leo, who had been absorbed in one of the accounting ledgers that lined the bottom of the bookshelf, hadn’t even heard him. Leo shrugged. Robin crossed the room and glowered down at Leo, who waited to see if anything else was forthcoming. Robin said nothing further, so Leo returned to the ledger. ‘Why don’t you know where she is?’ ‘Why would I know where she is?’ Leo countered, turning a page. The ledger was flipped shut with a decisive thump . Leo looked up. ‘Because you won ,’ Robin said, exasperated. ‘The pair of you, with a little help from yours truly, of course,’ he added wi