I left my room with the envelope still tucked inside my pocket, heading downstairs. I'd barely made it halfway down the hallway when voices reached me from around the corner.
I slowed to a stop. One of them belonged to Lucien. His tone was different from usual — low and serious. I kept close to the wall and listened.
"Search Elena's father's house." I barely breathed. A man's voice answered, "Yes, sir." "Start with Elena's room."
Surprise flickered through me. Why were they searching my father's house? "Sir, your father said we should check her room first." A brief silence followed. "Then check it," Lucien said. His cold tone sent another wave of unease through me. "I want the necklace found."
My stomach tightened. My father's necklace — the one I'd last seen disappear beneath my stepm
