Mirabella POV
The king’s study felt colder than usual, shadows clinging to the walls as if reluctant to part with the secrets contained within. I took my place at the head of the table, aware of Queen Mother Rose’s steady presence at my side. Across from us stood Head Elder Thomas, his gaze sharp, the weight of his intentions clear even before he spoke.
“Queen Mitchell,” he began, his voice cutting through the silence, “with the decision made, it’s time to proceed. You should begin implementing the plans we discussed—quietly, away from the watchful eyes within the castle. For this reason, I propose that we travel alone to the village, where we can prepare without interference.”
I met his eyes, noting the resolve in his expression. “Alone, Elder Thomas? You expect me to leave the securit
