Selene's POV
By the time I reached the lower corridor again, I already knew I wasn't going back to my room.
No one had said it.
No one needed to.
The pattern had changed, and I wasn't being left alone anymore.
So when the guard stepped into my path, I didn't argue.
"Not the court?" I asked.
"No."
That was all I got.
I followed anyway.
The deeper we moved into the court, the quieter it became—not the same kind of silence as before, not the watchful kind. This felt like whatever existed here didn't need an audience to matter.
We stopped in front of a set of doors I hadn't seen before.
No guards stationed outside.
No movement around it.
"This isn't for them," I said.
The guard didn't respond.
He opened the door.
I stepped inside.
The roo
