Faye – POV
Atlas trailed behind Elora, beckoning me to follow. "Come with us, Faye," he called out, his voice echoing slightly in the vast corridor. I moved to obey, but Bea's firm grip on my arm halted me. Confused and somewhat alarmed, I turned to face her, my brows knitting in bewilderment.
"What's going on?" I asked, my voice tinged with a mix of surprise and irritation.
Bea leaned closer, her eyes glinting with a secretive sheen. "Do you want to know what's written on that mysterious paper?" she inquired, her tone teasing yet profound. I could only nod, my curiosity piqued to its peak.
"Well, the second request he made is—" Bea's words trailed off abruptly. I followed her gaze, only to find Atlas standing a short distance away, his expression an unreadable mask of cold indifferenc
