Lorien’s POV
Lucen looked far too pleased with himself beside Lysandra. When I overheard him trying to persuade Auren to let her accompany us to the Fae territory, fury ignited in my chest. The moment I cut in interrupting his honeyed words with a firm, “No” Lucen turned his glare on me so sharply it could’ve burned a hole clean through my skull.
Thankfully, Auren backed my decision without hesitation, agreeing that only five of our most elite guards would accompany us. For a brief, fleeting moment, I thought the matter settled until Olyssia stormed in, all righteous indignation and wide-eyed determination, demanding she be allowed to come too.
Auren hadn’t been thrilled about that development. And now, standing at the border with only four guards at our backs, staring into the wastelan
