Chapter 714

Rhea’s POV

The halls stretched long and dark; moonlight slanted through high windows. Giselle moved with easy grace, her hand trailing along the walls, but I slowed when a door creaked faintly open on our left.

“Sybil used to spend a lot of time in here,” she told me, stepping into the room.

The air was stale, and my heart squeezed in my chest as I realized where we were. It was a nursery.