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"The Ledger. Give it to me." Bianca shook her head, clutching the book tighter. "It won't open for you. The Judge said it. It’s coded to the bloodline." She laid the ledger on a flat stone projection. In the center of the cover, a small silver needle recessed within a glass iris waited. "Do it," Dante growled. He leaned his head back against the pillar, his eyes sliding shut for a second. "We don't have long before they check the thermal signatures in the tunnels."

"We've got maybe fifty of these scattered through the crates. Not enough for a war, but enough to do damage." "Is that why we risked our lives coming here? For knives?" "We came for these." Lila had moved to another shelf. This one held scrolls. Lots of them. Each tied with cord and sealed with wax that bore the Silver Claw mark. She selected one without hesitation, like she knew exactly which one she needed. Broke the seal. Unrolled the parchment. Started reading. Then stopped. Went completely still. "What?" I moved beside her, trying to see what had frozen her.

A sound broke the quiet—the snap of a twig upstream. Another figure appeared. Tall. Lean. Even before she saw his copper eyes, Liora knew. Hale. She ducked low behind a cluster of ferns, her wolf’s hackles lifting. The woman—whatever she was—handed Hale the parchment. He unrolled it, scanning its contents, then nodded once. They spoke in low tones, too quiet for Liora to hear over the river. But she caught fragments. “…east wall… rotation… weakness here…”

A hidden seam. A panel. Without thinking, I pressed. The mirror creaked forward—and the entire glass slid slightly to the side, revealing a shallow hollow carved into the wall. Inside— A single page. Yellowed. Fragile. But the ink was still legible, though it looked like it had been written with blood. The top line read: > Ritual Binding – Final Verse I scanned it quickly—my breath catching at the last sentence. Scrawled in frantic strokes, underlined three times: