THE HEIRESS THEY BURRIED
The sensors converged on Lucien, red light sweeping slowly across him, cataloguing and recalculating in a rhythm that felt, for the first time since any of them had entered Blackwood, genuinely unsettling.
"What does that mean?" Lucien asked quietly.
Nobody answered right away.
Isaac moved first, pulling up whatever partial records Vivienne had managed to access earlier, scrolling quickly until he found what he was looking for.
His face drained of color.
"Lucien," he said slowly. "According to Blackwood's official records, the ones filed after the fire, you died that night."
The words hung in the corridor, impossible and unmistakable at once.
"That's not possible," Aurora said. "He's standin