Kaelen's POV
The delicate remained motionless for several heartbeats. Then her chin moved in the smallest of nods.
"Thank you," she whispered.
I watched her throat contract as she swallowed hard. The motion was stark against her pale skin. Something flickered across her features, replacing the ghost of her earlier smile. A new expression emerged, cautious and deliberate. Whatever she'd been holding back was finally ready to surface.
"Before the attack," she began, her voice barely audible. "Before whatever that thing was struck me down for witnessing too much. Before darkness consumed everything." She paused, drawing air into her lungs like she was preparing for impact. "I managed to see something."
Every muscle in my body locked into place.
"What did you see?"
"The one who tried to murder your wife."
