Tracing Shadows

Declan walked with hard steps in the corridor—anger and frustration burning in his chest. He passed several servants who immediately bowed respectfully, but he didn't return their greetings.

Declan's mind spun very quickly—analyzing all the details he observed this morning.

Leona was lying. That was clear. But why? What was she hiding? Where did she go last night?

Declan took out his phone, pressi