The Citadel felt too quiet after Kaelis's revelation. The plan was set, but it was a plan built on smoke and whispers. They needed hard facts, the kind only Reia's team could get from Helios. So, they waited. The air in the command center was thick with a restless energy.
Lucian stood by the viewport, watching the silent stars. The weight of what they had to do—breaking their own father's spirit—sat heavily on him.
Vyn's calm voice broke the silence. "While we wait, I will return to the Academy. I wish to see my father."
Lucian turned, nodding. "I'll come with you. There's something I need to tell Dean Garos." His eyes shifted to Kael, who stood like a obsidian statue near the doorway. "Kael. Bring one of your commanders. Someone you trust. It's time we made a proper introduction."
