ログインThe letter remained unopened on the council table.Lyra stared at it, unable to reconcile the words with everything they had believed about Elias Voss.The witness must return before the daughters learn what happened to their father.Liora stood beside her, arms folded tightly across her chest."Mother knew."Aurelia nodded."She suspected.""Suspected what?" Kael asked.Aurelia looked toward the windows."That Elias had not simply disappeared."The room became painfully quiet.For years, Lyra had believed her father imprisoned because he refused to surrender the children to Theron's authority. The records supported that version. His signature appeared on transfer orders, but he had insisted that the children were being protected.Yet Elena's letters had never explained why Elias vanished so completely.Lyra finally reached for the envelope."May I?"Aurelia nodded.Inside was a single page.The handwriting was Elara's, but the message had been addressed to Aurelia.I found the record
The entrance to the old Covenant chamber lay beneath Mooncrest's eastern archive.It had been sealed long before Kael inherited the Alpha title, hidden behind a stone wall bearing the crest of the First Alliance. Rowan had discovered the entrance while searching the lower records, but the lock required three separate keys.One belonged to the Alpha.Another to the council.The third had been missing for nearly twenty years.Until Mara brought Elara's pendant.The crescent with three stars fitted into the narrow indentation beneath the seal.A soft click sounded.The stone door shifted.Kael glanced at Mara."You don't have to enter."She looked at him steadily."I've spent my entire life outside doors that someone else decided I couldn't open."Then she stepped forward.Lyra followed her.Beyond the entrance, a narrow staircase descended into darkness. Rowan carried a lantern, illuminating walls covered in faded inscriptions. The air smelled of old stone and dust, untouched by the pas
Roderic Vale was waiting outside the hunting lodge when they arrived.He stood beneath the bare branches of an old oak, his hands clasped behind his back. The morning fog had settled over the surrounding hills, leaving the lodge almost invisible from the road.His expression changed when he saw Mara."You found the journal."Mara stepped out of the carriage."You knew my mother?"Roderic glanced at Kael before answering."Yes.""Then tell me where she is."The old guard lowered his eyes."I don't know where she is now."Mara's disappointment was immediate."But you know what happened to her.""I know what I did."Nobody moved.Kael stepped forward."Then start talking."Roderic led them inside.The lodge contained little furniture, only a table, several chairs, and a fireplace that had gone cold. He placed an old leather folder on the table.Inside were three documents.The first was Elara's infirmary admission.The second was a guard assignment bearing Theron's seal.The third was a
The anonymous message remained on Kael's desk the following morning.Elara Voss was not the only mother Theron kept away from her child.Lyra had read it several times, searching for something that might reveal the sender's identity. The handwriting was deliberate, almost unnaturally careful, as though the writer had wanted to leave no trace.Rowan stood beside the desk with three old guard registers."These are the assignments from Theron's private guard during the final five years of his reign," he explained. "Most concern border patrols, council security, and protection of the northern estates."Kael turned a page."Find the transfers."Rowan placed a finger against a column."Already did."There were seven.Seven separate assignments involving children moved between territories under council authority.Lyra studied the dates.They were spread across several years, but two occurred within the same month as Elara's disappearance."Where were the children sent?""Three northern settl
Mara did not open the journal until they returned to Mooncrest.She carried it against her chest throughout the journey, occasionally running her fingers over its worn leather cover as though the words inside might disappear if she loosened her grip.Adrian stayed beside her.He had offered to read it with her, but she had declined."I want to hear her voice myself," she had explained.Nobody argued.By the time they reached Mooncrest, the evening bells were ringing.Lyra found Mara in the eastern sitting room after dinner. The young woman sat beside the window, the journal open across her knees. A half-finished cup of tea rested on the table."You haven't eaten much," Lyra observed.Mara looked up."I wasn't hungry."Lyra settled into the chair opposite her."Did you find anything?"Mara hesitated before turning the journal around."She wrote about me."The first pages contained ordinary things: descriptions of weather, the names of villages, small observations about people Elara had
The photograph remained on Mara's lap throughout the journey.She had barely spoken since leaving the house with blue shutters. Occasionally, she turned it over, tracing the faded words on the back with her thumb.Wait for me, little star.Adrian sat beside her, giving her the quiet she seemed to need.Across from them, Liora leaned against Lyra's shoulder. The road had become rough, and the carriage swayed gently with every turn."Do you think she's still there?" Mara finally asked.Nobody answered immediately.Kael looked toward the window. "Eastbridge Infirmary has been operating for decades. We can find out whether someone remembers her.""That's not what I meant."He turned toward her.Mara lowered her eyes."Do you think she's still alive?"Lyra reached across the carriage and gently covered Mara's hand."I think you deserve the chance to find out."It wasn't a promise.Mara seemed to understand that.She nodded and returned to the photograph.By late afternoon, Eastbridge came







