IVAN'S POV
"What?" I growled, a spike of fury igniting in my blood. "Why did Mother have Maeve locked up! Why is she looking for my son!"
"It began with a fight between the Healer and Lady Serena—it was brutal, and the Luna intervened, but I won't call it so much of an intervention. She assaulted the Moon Healer, your highness."
It truly only got worse.
The guard's voice was breathless over the line. "Your highness, you need to return to the royal house. Now. I fear… if you don't come soon, she intends to do much worse."
My blood iced, then burned hot.
"She dares—" I cut myself off, jaw clenching tight enough to shatter. No time. I ended the call and shoved open the door. "Francis. Take over."
He was already chasing after me. "What happened? Was there another fire?"
"Mother happened," I spat, snatching the keys. "She's crossed the line for the last time."
Francis's eyes darkened. "Maeve—is she okay?"
