LUCA'S POV
Logan spread the festival layout across the table like the answer was already sitting in it.
"She's already mapped the grounds," he said. "Hosting duties give her a reason to be anywhere she needs to be. If she wants to avoid you for six days, she can do it and it won't look deliberate."
I kept my eyes on the map instead of him. The central square. The negotiation pavilions. The banquet hall running the length of the eastern edge, wide open, nowhere to hide in it and nowhere to be found either.
"Then I'll stop giving her places to run," I said.
Logan looked up. "Meaning what, exactly."
"Meaning I requested private negotiation rights. Closed rooms, fixed schedule. She doesn't get to map around that." I folded the layout shut. "She agreed to the framework when Crimson Moon a
