Ravena's POV
I swallowed nervously. "I really don't know, Evander. I can't let her get away. I need to be very careful."
The words felt small, weak. Like they didn't belong to someone who had just won a fight in front of hundreds of warriors.
But Evander didn't look at me like I was weak.
He stepped closer, his hand reaching out slowly. When his fingers wrapped around mine, they were warm and strong enough to hold me together when I felt like breaking apart.
"I will help you," he said quietly. "Together, we will expose her crimes and clear your grandfather's name. I promise you that."
My chest tightened, not from pain, but from something else. Something that made my eyes burn and made it hard to breathe.
I nodded, not trusting my voice.
His thumb lightly traced over my knuckles bef
