KELILAH'S POV
The fire from the candelabras danced across the stone walls of my chamber, casting flickering shadows over King Korvus’s face. I stared at him—eyes narrowed, jaw clenched.
“Tell me, King Korvus—and I want the truth. If I find out you’ve lied to me…” I leaned in, my voice dropping to a whisper laced with threat, “I don’t know what I’ll do. So tell me… who are the Creatures of the Night?”
For a moment, silence blanketed the room. He didn’t blink. His eyes, dark as a raven’s feather, remained fixed on mine. Then he sighed, a long, tired breath of someone who had been backed into a corner far too many times.
“If I recall correctly, Queen Kelilah,” he began, his voice calm, almost too calm, “you asked me that same question on our way back from the church. I gave you an answer
