LOGINELARASeeing the name Garrick in the middle of the old transport record, written in faded ink beside a route designation that had meant very little to me until now bothered me so much. I read it multiple times. The handwriting was cramped. There was a short notation beneath the name that referred to a route that passed through the northern district. It was the same general area where workers had recently been moved between unauthorized sites and the same region where Tomas had wandered into the forest and found Elias.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my forehead.There were too many connections and that was exactly the problem.Garrick worked in Moonblade's military logistics.His name appeared on an old northern transport record.The route on that record passed through Aveloria's northern district.The old permit had been issued only weeks before Ronan's brother's final battle.The current worker exploitation network had connections to an older transport operation.The former
ELARAI read the sentence again.‘Route changed by order.’The words hadn't changed since the last time I looked at them.I was the one who had changed.I sat behind my desk with the old transport record open in front of me, the fake authorization beside it and three other files spread across the table.I forced myself not to connect them yet.The company had been authorized to move supplies through the northern route before the battle.That was a fact.The route had later been changed and that was also a fact.The same company now appeared to have some connection to the contractor who recruited workers from the villages.That was something I was still investigating and the fake authorization used our kingdom’s seal.That was another fact too. Everything else was a question.I picked up my pen and wrote them down.What do I know?The list was short.What do I think?That list was already too long.I stared at it and then crossed out the second heading.Thinking wasn't the problem but
ELARA I set my gloves down, “Gone where?”“He closed his operation months ago.”“And the people who worked for him?”“One of his former transport managers is still working.”“With whom?”Rhys gave me the name of the new contractor and I went still.“Where?”He told me, it was still the same northern route and the same stretch of road where the missing workers had been transported.I rubbed my forehead, “What about the route symbol?”“It is possibly connected,” Rhys said and I looked at him.“Possibly.”He understood and I didn't want either of us turning possibility into certainty yet.I suddenly came across Kieran later that afternoon.I found him near the northern trade yard, arguing with one of the Easthaven traders over a stack of timber.He noticed me immediately.“Please tell me you're here to take my side.”“I haven't heard your side yet.”“That sounds promising.”I smiled, “What happened?”He explained that an Easthaven shipment had been delayed and rerouted without a clear r
ELARAI didn't dismiss the worker yet. The young man remained standing on the other side of my desk, his hands clasped tightly in front of him while his eyes kept moving around the room. His eyes moved from the door to the window and then to the door again.He looked as though he expected someone to come through either one.“Sit,” I said gently and he hesitated before taking the chair.I placed the paper on the desk between us, “Start from the beginning.”His fingers tightened around his knees, “The contractor came to our village several weeks ago.”“Did he come alone?”“No, there were others with him.”“How many?”“I don't know, maybe five or six.”“And they showed the villagers this?”I touched the authorization and he nodded.“They said our Alpha king had approved the work.”He swallowed.“People believed them because of the seal.”I looked down at the document, it has Aveloria's royal seal.The kingdom's name still carried weight in these villages. It was supposed to mean protec
ELARA My stomach tightened, “Before?”He nodded, “I saw it on transport markings.”“What kind of transport?”“Supplies, timber, stone and other things like that.”“Military?”“Not always.” he replied and that distinction mattered.I sat across from him, “What do you mean?”“Some civilian contractors used the same northern routes the military used for transport.”I thought of the abandoned work site, the unfinished sheds, the missing workers and the symbol on the cloth.“What about the people using those routes? Were they connected to the military?”“I don't know.”The answer came quickly without hesitation or any attempt to give me something I wanted to hear.I appreciated that, “Then don't guess.”“I won't.”I studied him for a moment.“Did you see this symbol around the time of the battle?”“Yes.”“Before the battle?”“Yes.”“How long before?”“I can't remember exactly.”He rubbed a hand over his face, “Days or maybe more, there was a lot happening then so I can't really remember v
ELARABy midmorning, I had already dealt with three complaints about roads, two arguments over livestock, and one very angry shopkeeper who insisted that a neighboring village had been stealing his customers.I was halfway through signing a report when the door opened and Rhys stepped inside.“There are people waiting outside.”I looked up from the document in front of me.“How many?”“Six.”“That sounds manageable.”“They're not.”I smiled despite myself. “That bad?”“They've been arguing among themselves for the last ten minutes.”I put the pen down, “Send them in.”Rhys moved aside, and six villagers entered.They looked tired and it was the kind that settled into people's faces when they had been worrying for too long.An older man stepped forward.“My name is Alden and I lead the village of Briar Hollow.”I nodded. “Tell me what happened.”“It is the workers, Your Highness.”I resisted the urge to sigh, it was another dispute.“What workers?”“The ones who left for the timber and







