Hiding in Plain Sight
"…Not the nobles."
"Not the servants."
"Not even the shadows watching from the walls."
His voice didn't rise. It didn't need to. Every word landed exactly where it was meant to.
Mia frowned slightly, her fingers tightening around the fabric of her sleeve. She took a small step forward, hesitant—but unable to stay silent.
"…But that's impossible."
Her voice carried confusion, but there was something else beneath it. Concern.
"If you disappear, enemy spies will notice immediately. They've been watching too closely for too long."
For a moment, she stopped. Her eyes moved across his expression as if tracing where doubt could slip through. Maybe there it was - a flicker beneath what seemed solid.
Cassidy gave a small nod, seated at her side, elbows locking across her chest while her face tightened into something focused, ready. Her gaze narrowed, thoughts clicking into place like gears shifting under quiet pressure.
