POV: Seraphina
The war room glowed with soft lamplight as I traced my finger across the map one final time. Every piece was exactly where I needed it. Every lie had been believed. Every trap had been set.
"My lady, the forces are in position." Commander Vance stood at attention near the doorway, his armor gleaming in the dim light.
I smiled, slow and satisfied. "Excellent. And the timing?"
"Midnight. Two days ahead of the schedule we fed to Karl Blackwood."
Perfect. Karl thought he had five more days to prepare. He thought the attack would come from the east, where Maya's pathetic little army had positioned their strongest defenses. He thought he was so clever, playing double agent, feeding information to Elena Rodriguez.
The fool never realized every word from my lips had been poiso
