Kaelric's POV
The night of the abduction, she didn't only linger in the shadows. She followed closely, too closely, as though she was ensuring every step of the plan unfolded just the way she wanted. She watched Aria being led away. She didn't step in, didn't stop it. She simply ensured the chaos was in motion, then retreated into the crowd, her hands apparently clean.
My stomach clenched. That explained her frantic denial earlier. She hadn't dragged Aria herself, but she had orchestrated the stage.
The mastermind doesn't always wield the knife; they only need to place it in the right hand.
I released her head, finally pulling away. Her body slumped forward, drenched in sweat, trembling like a leaf.
She was unconscious by now, unable to say any words; her eyes were wide open.
The Headmistress stepped closer, visibly unsettled. "What did you see?"
