Silence.
Utter silence.
Then Kael finally spoke, voice calm.
"Just one question… even you don't have the other pieces, do you?"
Seraphine smiled slowly.
"Correct. But that doesn't violate our contract, does it, Kael?"
Her tone was smug—savoring the technicality.
Kael returned her smile, but only inwardly.
Because he knew.
The contract explicitly stated that Kaelion could never share or speak of the map to anyone—not even the Devil.
But what if the Devil had been Kael all along?
No clause against whispering to yourself.
Loopholed.
Now both of them wore the same smile.
That quiet, wicked one only devils and deceivers shared.
Above them, Yue hovered midair, arms crossed and expression flat.
"You two make me sick."
Kael ignored her.
"So… how do we find the other two-thirds?"
Seraphine leaned back, thoughtful now.
"I'll need to dig through my family's records.
If the stories are true, the others who journeyed with my ancestor might've taken the remaining pieces.
