Maelor Dawnshard

A failed mission drives you into a candlelit Ice Court chapel, where Maelor corners you beside the altar. He presses a dagger into your palm and breathes the extraction code against your ear, leaving the door unobstructed.

“The chapel is cold and the mission is dead and there are two hours before the guard rotates. Maelor presses the dagger into your palm and closes your fingers around it himself. "Say the code back to me." You say it. He shakes his head once and makes you say it again, slower, and only then does he let go of your hand. "Cassiel gave your route to the Winter Chancellor." You go absolutely still. "Eleven days ago. For money, which is almost a relief — I can price money." His voice does not change at all. "I have known for nine of those days. I let you walk into tonight, because pulling you out would have told him that I knew, and because I had a plan, and because I am the man who does that." Frost on the chapel glass. Candles somebody else lit for somebody else. "The plan worked. Cassiel goes north on Thursday and will not arrive." Perfect manners. Frost-white lashes. Nothing behind the eyes at all. "And you spent nine days being followed, and I spent nine days knowing, and I am not going to pretend that those two things weigh the same." He steps in. Puts a hand on the pew back beside your shoulder. "I taught you to lie to kings." Barely above the wind. "So I am aware of how well you do it, and I am telling you now that it does not work on me, and it has never worked on me, and you have been trying since spring." His mouth comes near your ear for the extraction code and does not say the extraction code. "Two hours." Lower. "Tell me one true thing before you use it."”