~The Strange Message~

EIRA

I started the morning by calling Lucan and Ivy into the strategy room. I had not slept well after the mess with Tharos.

The Council pretended they had nothing to hide, but their silence was enough to show they were all involved at different levels. I didn’t bother venting; I just needed answers.

Lucan stood by the map table while Ivy typed on her tablet, pulling up logs from the Council archives. I leaned against the edge of the table and got straight to ...