Logan found the hidden compartment in Cassius's old war council chamber three days after Lady Castellan's revelation, pulled back by something that felt less like deliberate searching and more like instinct guiding his hands toward a section of wall paneling slightly different from the rest.
"Here," he called to Elena, who hurried over as the panel gave way under careful pressure, revealing a narrow space holding a stack of private journals bound in worn leather.
They carried the journals to the private study, and Elena's hands trembled slightly as she opened the first one, recognizing her father's familiar handwriting immediately, though the entries within carried a tone far more guarded and anxious than anything she had encountered in his public correspondence.
"These are dated," Elen
