Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 56

Hades~

Kael entered my office. A bit of agitation threatened to bubble up to the surface at the sight of him, but I pushed it aside. There were far more important things to discuss. _{freёweɓnovel.com}

I gestured for him to come forward, towards my desk. I shifted the sketchpad to him. He picked it up, and his expression became solemn.

"Danielle," he murmured, his voice quiet. His eyes shifted to mine. "I didn’t know you could sketch so well. The detailing is—"

"I didn’t do that," I interrupted, my voice more biting than it needed to be.

His brows rose. "Who?"

"The princess."

He blinked, as if it took a minute for it to settle in. "Princess Ellen of Silverpine?"

"Which other princess do we have in the tower?" I asked dryly.

His eyes moved to the sketch again, as if seeing it for the first time. "That’s impossible," he breathed. "Danielle never appeared on TV. We don’t have her pictures around. Ellen and Danielle could never have met. She never could have seen her picture," he rambled on. "But—"

"She sketched her out like Danielle had been right in front of her. Every detail is accurate, down to her mole. Even the earring I gifted her."

Kael was silent for a long moment, staring at the sketch with wide eyes. His fingers tightened around the edges of the paper as though it might reveal some hidden secret if he looked hard enough.

"How does she know?" he whispered, his voice low, as if speaking the question too loudly might bring unwanted consequences.

"I don’t know," I replied, standing and crossing my arms. I paced to the window, staring out at the thick walls of the tower. "But it’s not just this sketch. The princess knows things, Kael. Things she shouldn’t know. The question now is: How the hell does she know?"

Kael’s skin turned pale, and he ran a hand through his hair. I knew he was suspecting the same thing I was.

"Unless—"

But Kael’s eyes widened, and he cut me off. "I doubt it," he gasped. "It can’t—"

My eyes narrowed. "You don’t believe she was privy to the attack on their vehicle that day? You’re telling me you don’t suspect she possibly planned it with Darius and had a direct hand in it?" I was growling, more enraged by the moment.

I tossed the cigarette I had been smoking and slammed my hands on the table, making him flinch. "Answer me!" I roared. "You’re telling me she didn’t have the audacity to orchestrate the attack?" My voice echoed off the walls, the force behind it barely contained. Kael flinched but held my gaze, his expression conflicted.