Aria’s POV
“Mara!” I called, the impatience in my tone more apparent than I intended.
The door creaked open as she stepped in with a small bow. “Yes, Queen Luna,” she said, her voice steady as always.
I straightened on my bed, the silk sheets pooling at my waist. “Any update on Gracie’s brother? The one who allegedly kidn*pped Kael?”
She moved closer, her hands folded in front of her. “I heard it was all a lie, Queen.”
My eyes narrowed. “A lie?” I repeated, trying to process what she had just said.
“Yes. They’re saying the story about him k********g Kael was fabricated. Nothing solid has been proven. There’s word going around that he was just a scapegoat.”
A sharp chill went down my spine. This wasn’t adding up.
For a moment, Mara’s words faded into the background as my mind replay
