Celeste’s signature crossed the bottom of the order in a hand Albert knew.
He had watched her sign treaties, household appointments, and the first documents that would one day formalize her authority as Luna.
This order was different.
It had moved Nora Hale’s family under the claim of protection from military pressure.
It had also placed them inside a Morland hunting lodge guarded by armed men.
Evelyn set the copy on his desk.
“The original remains with the guard carrying it,” she said. “My scouts took an impression without stopping him.”
Albert read the document again.
No command to threaten the family.
No instruction to injure Nora’s father.
No mention of confinement.
Only relocation.
Separation.
Protection.
Words chosen carefully enough to survive judgment.
“Where did the
