Kaelira’s POV
“You’re being watched.”
The warrior who said it kept his eyes forward as he passed beside me in the corridor. Then he kept walking like nothing happened.
I slowed slightly near the lower stairway, pretending to adjust the leather straps around my wrist while my attention shifted quietly through the corridor around me.
Two guards near the eastern arch. One servant carrying linens. Another warrior posted beside the council hall entrance. And someone else watching too carefully.
I kept moving without reacting.
By now, I understood something important about Ironfang, panic exposed weakness faster than guilt ever did.
The moment people thought you noticed them, they started making mistakes.
I reached the lower strategy room where the Lycan waited near the maps spread acro
