Chapter 35

　　RILEY: 　　"Menya didn't have any enemies, did she? Or perhaps her mate did," I bring that up to Sansa as we both sit in my room with me on my bed and her on the only chair in the room. It actually took a lot to convince her to take a seat. 　　"She didn't, my lady. And neither did her mate. I've known them for sometime and I can vouch for them." 　　The conviction from Sansa made me rule out the option of there being a chance that someone she offended only took revenge. But to the extent of killing her? That seems way too extreme. 　　"Then what could have happened? Who did that to them?" This time I was thinking out loud. I don't know how prosecutors or the likes go about trying to solve mysteries and crimes. 　　"My lady..." Sansa calls out to me while I'm deep in thought. 　　"What is it?" I ask. 　　"The Luna is pregnant." 　　I raise my brows at that declaration, wondering where that was generated from. 　　"How do you know that?" I demand to know, my interest piqued from hearing that. 　　"I don'