The moment Lucian stepped into his estate, the moon casting cold light over the silent halls, he wasted no time. His heart pounded, his mind set. He sat at his desk, quickly penning a letter to Rina, his words firm but laced with care:> “Rina, I need you to find a way to leave the Gamma’s estate at once. This mission has become too dangerous. Return at nightfall or the earliest safe moment. Do not delay. This is an order. — Lucian.”

He sealed it with his insignia, handed it to his ...