"We move now," I said, already turning toward the chamber doors.
"Wait," Elder Mira called. "What do we do with her?"
All eyes turned toward Morgan's mother, still standing near the entrance, her expression caught somewhere between fear and resignation.
"Lock her in the east tower," I said. "Under guard, until we understand exactly what role she is meant to play in this."
"Morgan," she started.
"Do not," I said, cutting her off sharply. "You had years to explain yourself honestly. Tonight is not the moment I decide to trust blindly."
She lowered her eyes, and two guards moved to escort her from the chamber without further protest.
Elara watched the exchange carefully, saying nothing until the doors closed behind them.
"That was hard for you," she said quietly, as we moved quickly t
