"THAT, MY DEAR, is between me and Grayson. Wedding coordinator confidentiality."
Liora's smile turned mysterious.
"That's not a real thing," Mailah said.
"It is when you're coordinating supernatural weddings."
"Liora," Grayson warned.
"What? She asked!"
Mailah looked between them, something clicking into place. "Wait. The instructions—they're not just about what to serve. They're about who to watch for. Who might be dangerous."
The room went silent.
Liora's playful expression faded into something more serious. "You're clever. I like that."
"Liora," Grayson said again, more firmly this time.
"She deserves to know," Liora said. "She's walking into this world. She should understand what that means."
"What does it mean?" Mailah asked, her voice steadier than she felt.
