_Lisa's POV_
Lunch came faster than I expected.
I had spent most of the late morning pacing in my room, going over everything I had seen; Fenric healing that injured man like it was nothing, the strange tattoo, the painting of my dead parents, and the smile that never quite reached his eyes. My stomach was a mess of nerves, but I had to pretend I was fine.
Because I had a plan.
I needed to get into his room.
And for that, I needed the key.
"Are you ready for lunch?" Katherine called softly from the other side of my door.
I forced a steady breath and opened the door. "Yeah. Just give me a second."
She smiled brightly and turned toward the dining room. I followed behind her, each step heavy with dread.
"You look a little better today," she said. "Did you get some rest?"
"A little,"
