Surprisingly, Ciel did not shed a single tear when Isiah departed. Lexie had fully expected the child to burst into weeping, yet he remained stone silent, hiding his grief behind a rigid composure.
She could not fathom how a boy so young possessed the terrifying willpower to bury his emotions like that. In Isiah's presence, Ciel had expressed his feelings openly, but the moment Isiah walked away, the child slammed a door shut over his own soul.
Lexie watched him retreat to the chamber where Heigl and Yogev were standing in complete panic. Without a word, Ciel pulled out a wooden chair and sat down, staring vacantly at the floor.
Lexie glared at the two mages, her expression dripping with disgust and hatred. If not for the explicit bargain she had struck with Isiah, she would never have willingly stood in the same room as these men.
Questions burned in her mind, but above all, she wanted to understand the true purpose of this secret assembly in the middle of the triple full moons.
