Elise´s POV
The camp was calm when I returned, but inside me, everything burned.
The fire wasn’t just anger. It was certainty.
Lucian had given the order. Not Morgana. Lucian.
My breathing was steady, but Freidis stirred inside me. I felt her beneath my skin like contained lightning, a storm on the verge of breaking loose.
"He lied to us," she growled in my mind. "He made us believe it was Morgana alone. But he allowed it. He wanted Connor dead."
I clenched my fists.
"I know."
I knew Morgana was a murderer. I knew she hadn’t hesitated to land the final blow. But the real executioner… was Lucian.
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. I couldn't lose myself in rage. Not yet.
"We can’t let this go," Freidis insisted.
"We won’t."
I made my way to the center of the c
