Mira’s POV
The council hall remained silent as everyone absorbed the weight of Lucian’s question.
“If witches are behind this, how do we find them?”
No one had an answer.
Then, finally, a councilman spoke.
“We should send an emissary to Darkfire Clan,” he suggested.
“Their kingdom had the last known witch executions in history. If there is any place that might still have traces of witches, it’s there.”
A murmur of agreement passed through the room.
It was a reasonable plan.
But now, the real question was—who would go?
“We need someone skilled in negotiation,” another councilman added. “Someone who can get information without drawing too much suspicion.”
“I nominate Alpha Lucian,” Councilman Baylor declared.
I turned to look at Lucian, expecting him to either accept or decline
