It was accidental.
She wasn't expecting to find anything by going to search for Angel.
All she wanted to do was to help Mirel do the heavy part of informing Lucivar's death to those—who knew him, but her guilt-driven move spiraled out of control—and now she somehow ended up here. It started as a hunch, as the sudden resignation aligning with Lucivar's death was suspicious.
Others might even dismiss it as nothing.
But Leandra held on to it like it was everything she had.
She was more enticed to cling to the hope that Lucivar was somehow still alive than accept the reality that he had passed away. And now—what started as a hunch, a suspicion, becomes reality. Leandra looked at the grave she had dug in horror.
Lucivar's body was gone.
In doubt, she dug even deeper to make sure, but the result was still the same.
