The room felt colder than before. The Queen Mother’s gaze pinned me in place, her sharp eyes filled with something I couldn't yet name. Suspicion? Amusement? Or something far more dangerous?
“You’re playing a dangerous game, little Luna,” she murmured, her voice smooth, calculating. “But perhaps we are on the same side after all.”
I stiffened. The same side? My heart pounded in my chest. What the hell was she saying?
Then, she turned to Ciaus, her lips curving into something that wasn’t quite a smile. A knowing look passed between them.
I froze.
They knew each other.
Ciaus had been working with her.
“Tell me I’m imagining this,” I whispered, my throat dry. “Tell me you’re not actually working with her.”
Ciaus sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Zuriel, listen—”
“No,” I snappe
