Se connecterArden Pov I watched him with a sharp eye. The transformation was seamless. Anyone walking by would think Garrick was the most loyal, respectful guard in the entire palace. He was carefully calibrated. He knew exactly how far he could push when we were alone, and he knew exactly how to hide it the moment a witness appeared. He would never get caught because he never left a trace.The kitchen boy pushed his cart past us, bowing nervously to Garrick's black uniform."Thank you, Guard Garrick," I said, letting my voice carry down the hall so the servant could hear every word. "I will take the main concourse.""After you, my lady," Garrick said, sweeping his arm toward the wide archway that led to the central atrium.I turned on my heel and walked out into the bright, open hall.The central concourse of floor twelve was broad and busy. High-ranking court officials, palace staff, and uniformed Lycan guards walked back and forth under the chandeliers.Glass windows stretched from the floor
Arden Pov The nobles stood up, scraping their chairs against the hardwood floor. They gathered their folders and began talking among themselves as they headed toward the grand double doors at the front of the room.Celeste stood up slowly, brushing her skirt. She didn't look at me as she walked past, flanked by two personal attendants.I gathered my single paper of diagnostic notes from the table. My fingers were cold, but my mind was clear. I needed to get back to my suite on floor eighty-five.I waited until the main crowd of nobles cleared out of the room. I didn't want to walk near Celeste or listen to more insults in the main hallway.I stepped out of the council chamber into the quieter side corridor. This hall was narrow, lined with tall stone arches and dim wall sconces. It led directly to the private service stairwell and the rear elevators that went straight to the upper residential floors.The hallway was completely empty. The voices of the departing council members faded
Arden Pov "The King is breathing because of royal magic and court doctors," Celeste said, resting her chin on her hand. She looked at the other elders with a light smile. "Arden is just a temporary technician holding a needle. We shouldn't let her get confused about her position in this palace.""Lady Celeste is correct," Elder Vane agreed, turning his page. "We will keep the dosage at the current level. We cannot risk damaging the King's organs with unstable herbs.""If you keep the dosage where it is, the poison will adapt within twenty-four hours," I warned, pressing my palms flat against the cold surface of the table. "I wrote the diagnostic report. I know how this synthetic poison behaves."Lord Severin set his fountain pen down on the mahogany table with a sharp, heavy click. The small sound echoed against the stone walls, cutting off all other murmurs in the room. He leaned forward, resting his dark sleeves against the polished wood, and fixed his eyes on me."Know your place,
Arden Pov "Step back inside, Lady Arden," a heavy voice ordered before I could put one foot into the hallway.I froze at my doorway and stared out into the corridor. Yesterday, four guards in black armor stood outside my suite. Today, eight huge men lined the stone walls. Four on the left, four on the right."Since when did my guard detail double overnight?" I asked, looking from face to face.I did not recognize a single one of them. These were not the standard Lycan soldiers who usually walked floor eighty-five. These men were wider, taller, and carried heavy silver-tipped pikes that gleamed under the bright electric lights."Orders from the main office, my lady," a tall guard on the right said. He stepped forward and bowed his head smoothly. His black hair was cropped short, and his uniform was spotless. "I am Guard Garrick. My team took over the morning shift.""No one told me about a schedule change," I said, folding my arms across my chest."That is not our department," Garrick
Arden pov My mind spun as the larger, darker picture began to bleed through the shadows. Why had my father Darius brought me to this palace in the first place? It was all set in motion from the very beginning. Darius and Celeste had orchestrated this entire sick game. They brought me here to Aurelian Tower because they believed I was completely powerless. They thought seven years in Irongate Prison had destroyed my spirit, leaving me too weak, too terrified, and too broken to ever stand up against them. They thought I would just sit quietly, play the meek physician, and watch another woman raise my child while standing beside Ronan.They knew I was alone. They believed I had no power to do anything.My heart screamed at me to run straight down the service stairs, break open the heavy doors of the east wing, and take the child into my arms. I wanted to check his face, look into his eyes, and call him my son.But I closed my eyes and took three deep, slow breaths. I forced my hands t
Arden POV I needed someone who knew the secrets of floor eighty-five. I stood near the top of the service stairwell, holding the folded baby blanket deep inside my sweater pocket. My fingers pressed against the soft cloth, tracing the stitched letters of the name Thomas. I couldn't ask Lucian or Dr. Voss about the boy. They answered directly to Ronan. I needed someone low enough in the palace hierarchy to be invisible, but high enough to see who cleaned the east wing bedrooms. That was when I saw Nora. She was a young human maid in a stiff grey uniform, dragging a brass cleaning cart down the service corridor. Her shoulders were slouched, and her hands were red and raw from cold water and harsh soap. I had watched her for days. She always kept her head down, avoided the Lycan guards, and looked nervous whenever Lady Celeste's chief attendant walked past. I stepped out from the shadow of the staircase and walked toward her. "Nora," I said softly, keeping my tone gentle. Nora j







