Chapitre 113: Spy

The atmosphere in the village was tense, charged with the electricity of impending conflict. Seraphina and I stood in the heart of the war room, surrounded by maps, documents, and the trusted leaders of our coalition.

Yet, despite our recent victory in repelling the Brotherhood's attack, a sense of unease gnawed at me. The Brotherhood had been one step ahead, too prepared, as if they had known our moves in advance. 

Seraphina noticed my furrowed brow. "Elara, what's on your mind?"

I glanced at her, knowing I couldn't keep my worries to myself. "There's something off. The Brotherhood shouldn't have known about our defenses here, not unless..."

"Not unless they had inside information," Seraphina finished for me, her voice tinged with suspicion. Her eyes darkened, and I could see the same realization dawning on her. 

A spy. The word hung between us like a dark cloud, threatening everything we had fought for.