Aeliana had listened to the entire conversation. Every word. Every calculated pause. Every shift in tone between her father and Lucavion.
And the more she listened—
The more convinced she became.
This guy…
He knew too much.
Too much about her. Too much about her condition. Too much about the Kraken, about her so-called illness, about the very thing that had tormented her for years.
And on top of all that—
He was the disciple of that legend. Starscourge Gerald.
If she were like the nobles in court, she would have seen this for what it was. A grand opportunity. A way to secure a powerful ally, to gain insight into something that no one else in the empire had access to.
But for Aeliana—
None of that mattered.
For her, there was only one thing.
The bastard in front of her.
Lucavion.
Someone she would never forgive.
And someone she would never let go.
Which meant—
She couldn't let him get away.
Because she knew.
