Kamrynn's POV
“Bait him?” Rmonica echoed, her brow furrowing. “How?”
“We need to draw him out, force him to slip up. If he’s as calculated as we think, he won’t make a move unless he feels cornered. We need a public setting, something where he’ll feel pressured.”
Rmonica considered this for a moment before nodding. “A gathering. A party,” she said. “A pre-wedding celebration for Kyven and Thalia. Draven will have no choice but to attend.”
Relief flooded through me, and I managed a small smile. “You’d do that?”
“For you? Always,” Rmonica said, returning the smile. “Leave the arrangements to me. You focus on resting and keeping yourself safe.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat, overwhelmed by her unwavering support. “Thank you, Rmonica.”
She placed a hand on my shoulder, her gaze ste
