THE CROWN THEY HID FROM ME
“A whisper, a shadow still lurks unseen. And now, they openly signal themselves. They presume we are unaware of their presence. They are mistaken.”
Liora, standing in proximity, traced the faint magical residue lingering upon the parchment. “They are astute,” she murmured. “The trace is almost imperceptible, yet deliberate. The author of this note comprehends that the crown observes and trusts that their subtlety will safeguard them. However, the crown has already discerned beyond this.”
Aera nodded, her fingers gently caressing the crown. “Then we act, discreetly, with foresight. The initial betrayal will be unveiled before it unfolds fully, but it will elucidate the depth of the shadow’s r