I couldn’t forget the child.
Despite my best efforts to focus on training or Lucian's plans, the image would always haunt me.
Golden eyes.
Small face.
How he was rushed away, as if nobody could see him.
It wasn't just a coincidence this way.
It felt controlled.
Deliberate.
That helped make the things Lucian had told me less sure.
Across from me that morning as I sat in the war room, he spread out maps of surrounding territories. A few commanders were sitting around the table in hushed tones.
I remain in silence, I watch.
Lucian indicated a place on the map.
This will be the next route,” he said.
One of the commanders nodded.
“Border patrol has been adjusted since the last strike, it's called 'shadowfang'.”
Lucian's eyes glanced at me for a moment.
“Isabella,” he said.
I lo
