Mira’s POV

The moment I saw Seraphina standing at Kael’s quarters, something in my chest turned cold. She held a parchment I recognized, one I'd tucked deep beneath my cloak, foolishly thinking it safe. She didn’t even bother to knock. She walked right in.

I followed, silent. Kael was at the table, focused on patrol reports. He didn’t look up until she spoke. “You hid it well,” she said. Kael’s head lifted briefly. “Not now.”

She placed the parchment down in front of him. ...