Morvakar stared at him in silence, heart heavy.
"I'm sorry, Damien," he said at last. "I wish there was something I could do."
"Yeah," Damien exhaled, staring blankly. "Me too."
Unbeknownst to them, in the shadows, William had been pressed flat against the wall, invisible beneath the cloak of his spell. Every word he'd overheard buzzed in his ears. His eyes gleamed with glee. A lot of things made sense now.
A lot of things.
Silently, he slipped out of the castle. The spell would wear off in minutes, but by then he'd already be gone, halfway to Gabriel with news that would shift the tides of this war.
And maybe, it would help Gabriel gain a kingdom but with the child being a true blood indeed, Williams doubted it.
Back in the house, Damien sighed. "I should go."
"Damien," Morvakar said again, more softly this time, "If you truly want to make sure Luna and her child will be protected, only you being alive can do that."
