Maevra recognized Rhydan’s seal before Taven finished unfolding the document.
Black wax.
Mountain wolf.
Alpha authority.
Her stomach tightened.
“What is that?”
Taven laid the paper across Rhydan’s desk.
“An operation order from six years ago.”
Nobody moved.
Maevra looked at the date.
Two days before her father died.
The room became very quiet.
Rhydan reached for the document.
“Where did you find it?”
“Military archive. Cedren’s name brought up an old investigation file.”
Maevra stepped closer.
She read the heading.
Western Containment Operation.
Her pulse began to pound.
The order authorized a Ravaryn unit to enter disputed territory west of Thornmere, intercept a suspected command party, and prevent its return to Thornhall.
Prevent its return.
Maevra read the phrase t
