““Lord Auditor Vorthys, a word before you depart. Madame Vorsoisson”—he took Ekaterin’s hand again—“we’ll talk more when I am less pressed for time. Security concerns have deferred public recognition, but I hope you realize you’ve earned a personal account of honor with the Imperium of great depth, which you may draw upon at need and at will.” Ekaterin blinked, startled almost to protest.””