I stayed in my attic for a long time before moving. Kael had been working late again. Ever since the battle, he had spent most of his nights in his study with maps and papers spread across his desk. Whatever plans he had were his alone, and he hadn’t called for me all evening.
But I knew one thing he kept at his side. The book.
The white leather one with the silver sun on the cover. The one he took from the old library.
He never let anyone touch it. I had seen him looking through it once, near the firelight. His eyes had held the same fear that had once been in Thorne’s voice. When I asked him what it contained, he only said, “Records.” Nothing more.
If that book had answers about the Silver Blood or the Royal Omegas, I needed them.
I waited until the last sounds in the hall
