[ yennefer nods, leaning back into her chair. ]

Something had been slipped into the fabric of my skirts. I've been told that the guards have taken it for their own investigation. The Queen believes it to be of the Free Cities making, but between the protective spell and the explosion, I wasn't able to get a look at it myself. [ for a moment she thinks, like she's trying to remember exactly which details she's already shared. ]

It was yellowish in color, poisonous but not lethal.