Adeline rolled about in bed once more, her heart hammering in her chest. She closed her eyes as she looked up to the ceiling, her lips parted.
People were plotting to kill Lucan? And they had gotten that bold because of what she had done?
The guilt that she had fought so hard to push away resurfaced violently, and her fingers tightened into fists.
How dare they?
Could this also be part of the reason Evander had seemed so confident, almost arrogant? Was he aware of the plot too?
She got out of bed and slowly started to pace around the room, her mind unable to get rid of what she had heard.
She had finally gained the courage to speak to Lucan, but ended up with something that felt like forbidden knowledge.
A knowledge that haunted her entire being.
She stopped pacing, her mind still reeling with a f……
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