Lex stood by the window in the library, watching the trees move outside.
Isolde came to stand beside him.
“You saw it too, didn’t you?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“She sent a message.”
“Yes.”
Isolde tilted her head. “But you didn’t stop her.”
“I don’t think I needed to.”
Isolde’s brow furrowed.
Lex finally looked at her. “Sometimes the most loyal ones are the ones who learn to lie first. It’s how they survive.”
Isolde folded her arms. “Well. That’s poetic. And mildly terrifying.”
Lex gave a rare smirk. "Welcome to the family."
Later, Nathaniel stood in the east wing study.
Papers were scattered everywhere, maps, files, and parts of Liora's a*******n records. Two old letters with the Vance seal sat there.
He glanced at the closed door. He could feel her. Isolde.
Her presence was becom
