The Alpha’s Forgotten Daughter; The Luna They Threw Away のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Evander’s POVThe supplementary statement was almost impossible to find. I had spent most of the morning going through transfer logs when the archivist finally appeared at my door with a thin folder tucked beneath his arm.“You found something.”He nodded, “I think so.”I looked at the folder.“What does that mean?”“It was filed under administrative correspondence rather than the investigation.”“Why?”“I don’t know.”I held out my hand.“Give it to me.”He placed the folder on my desk. The label was faded, but I could still make out the case number. The same case.I opened it. One page. Then another. My eyes stopped on the heading.Supplementary Witness Statement.I looked up.“You didn’t tell me this existed.”“I didn’t know it existed until this morning.”“Who found it?”“One of the junior archivists.”“Where?”“In a transfer bundle from the regional records office.”I looked back at the statement, “When was it added?”“It wasn’t.”I raised my eyes.“What?”“It was never formally

Caelan’s POVEvander asked me to meet him in the west study. He didn’t explain why. That alone made me uneasy. When I entered, he was standing beside the desk with several documents spread across it.He looked up.“Caelan.”“What’s this about?”“Elowen.”My shoulders stiffened.“What about her?”“I’m reviewing the old conviction.”I stared at him.“I thought you were reviewing the records.”“I am.”“And?”“I have questions.”I pulled out the chair opposite him.“About what?”“The night she was convicted.”I frowned.“That was years ago.”“I know.”“The case was settled.”Evander’s expression didn’t change.“So I’ve been told.”Something about the way he said it made me uncomfortable.“What do you want to know?”He sat across from me.“Start with what you remember.”I leaned back.“Elowen was found near the restricted room.”“That isn’t what I asked.”I looked at him.“You want the official version?”“I want yours.”I was quiet for a moment, “Elowen was involved in the incident. She wa

Elowen’s POVI couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Caelan standing in front of me. Not the Caelan who had picked me up from Blackstone. Not the Caelan who now looked at me like he didn’t know what had happened to his sister. The Caelan from that night.The one who had looked terrified.I sat on the edge of my bed and stared at my hands.“Please, Elowen.”His voice returned. Then another memory followed. Clearer this time. I was standing in the corridor outside the restricted room. Seraphine was crying. Caelan stood in front of me. I remembered looking from him to her.“What happened?”Neither answered.I stepped closer.“Caelan, what happened?”Seraphine wiped her face.“I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”I looked at her.“What didn’t you mean?”She shook her head.“I can’t.”Caelan turned toward her.“Seraphine.”She looked at him.“I’m sorry.”Then she started crying again.I didn’t understand.I looked at Caelan.“Tell me.”He rubbed both hands over his face.

Evander’s POVThe inventory was dated three days before Elowen’s conviction.I found it tucked inside a folder marked Estate Property Transfers, buried between records that had nothing to do with the case.At first, I almost put it back.Then I noticed the location written beneath the heading.Restricted Room — Underground Archive.I pulled the folder closer. It was the same room. The room Elowen had been found near. The room mentioned in the witness statements. The room everyone seemed determined to discuss without explaining what had actually happened inside it.I opened the inventory. There were twelve entries. Furniture. Storage cabinets. Sealed document boxes. An old writing desk. I read through the list once, then again. The twelfth entry had been crossed out.Not removed completely.Crossed out so heavily that someone had nearly torn through the paper.I tilted the page toward the desk lamp.The original entry was still partly visible.One sealed archival case, transferred from

Elowen’s POVI remembered the sound before I remembered the room. A sharp crash. Then a woman’s voice.“Put it back!”I sat motionless on my bed, staring at the opposite wall. The words had followed me into sleep the previous night. Every time I tried to remember what came next, the memory slipped away, leaving me with fragments I couldn’t connect.But this morning, something had changed. I remembered where I had been standing. I remembered why I had gone downstairs. And I remembered whose voice I had heard.Seraphine. I closed my eyes. The corridor returned. I had been walking toward the eastern staircase when I heard the crash. I stopped, expecting a servant to appear and explain what had happened. Instead, I heard another sound from the underground passage.A door closing.Then Seraphine spoke again.“Don’t touch that!”I turned toward the restricted section. At the time, I didn't know why she was there. I only knew that the underground archive was normally kept locked and that nob