Modric’s POV
I did not like sealed evidence.
I liked enemies with names.
Faces.
Motives I could study.
Weapons I could see coming.
What the Moon Council had done was worse.
They had accused Mary Ann of building a kingdom and hidden the people making the accusation behind procedure.
By sunrise, Kylian and I had turned one of Nightveil’s smaller archive rooms into an investigation chamber.
Copies of the imperial decree covered one side of the table. Ironclaw’s legal charter sat beside Nightveil’s reconstruction agreements, Mooncrest declarations, and every emergency military order Mary Ann had signed since the three-pack alliance began.
If someone had submitted evidence against her, I wanted to know what they could possibly have used.
Kylian dropped another stack of documents in f
