Upon receiving the curt demand—"We require the presence of the young Von Heim, bring him to us"—Selaphiel's eyes narrowed.
A flicker of satisfaction, knowing the enforcers had committed themselves, was mixed with a potent hint of suspicion.
Their target was clear, the bridges burned; her opponents had no path to retreat. Yet, her instincts, honed over centuries of political maneuvering, kicked in, and she immediately became wary.
Lugh was an asset unlike any they could even imagine, a fact that escaped even the boy himself.
Her plans, if not for him, then for his immense and largely untapped abilities, were extensive and intricate. It was a resource she could not risk losing under any circumstances.
Because of this, Lugh wasn't being led out to meet the unwelcome guests. Instead, the opposite occurred.
