And he was offering to unleash that power for me.
"I understand," I whispered.
"Good." The steel in his eyes softened slightly. "I have faith in your plan, Juliette. You're intelligent and resourceful. But you're not alone in this. Never forget that."
I nodded, warmth spreading through my chest despite the gravity of our conversation.
"Thank you, Lucian."
He inclined his head, then rose to his feet. "Rest tonight. You'll need your strength for tomorrow."
The next afternoon, I arrived at the agreed meeting place.
It was a small, private room in one of Silvercrest's lesser-used guesthouses. Discreet. Unremarkable. The perfect location for a conversation that needed to remain secret.
Marcus and Martha were already there, waiting anxiously.
Marcus looked terrible. Dark circles shadowe
