Seraphina:
Lucien was making mistakes, small ones at first. The kind only someone who had lived inside the system he was trying to break would notice, but they were there. And they were growing… and the worst part was, he was refusing to listen because he saw me as nothing more than a failure.
I stood near the far end of the war room, watching in silence as another one of his men finished reporting. The maps were cluttered now, too many movements, too many forced plays, too much pressure in the wrong places. And it was all going to scramble about in a way that he wasn’t going to like.
“They’re holding their lines again,” the man said carefully. “They’re not splitting. And they are not going to split even if we push them to try and do so. We have been pushing them by triggering their g
