Nyra’s POV
Selene had heard something. I didn't know how much. That was the problem. If she had heard everything, I was in danger. If she had heard only part of the conversation, I was still in danger. The difference between the two scenarios was merely how quickly the danger would arrive. I stood inside my chambers staring at the fireplace while Lena watched me from across the room.
Neither of us had spoken for several minutes. Mostly because we were both thinking the same thing. The situation was deteriorating.
Fast.
"What are you planning?"
Lena finally broke the silence. Interesting. Very interesting. Because she didn't ask what I should do. She asked what I was planning. As though she already knew I had made a decision.
Perhaps she did. I moved toward the window overlooking the
