My father gave a humorless laugh.
“Secure channels. Half the people she trusted disappeared from the project within weeks.”
I asked the question I dreaded.
“Is that why you never talked about her?”
His eyes lifted.
“No. Not only.”
After my mother died, he found a note warning that if I ever followed her path, the people connected to Lantern Map might notice.
“I thought if I kept you ordinary—if I convinced everyone you were ordinary—maybe no one would look at you.”
The room went still.
“You treated me like I didn’t matter to protect me?”
“At first, I thought I was protecting you,” he said. “Later, I was just failing you.”
Rain softened against the window.
“When you joined the academy, I panicked. I thought about pulling you out. I thought about telling you everything. But every time I tried, I remembered your mother saying, ‘If Natalie ever wants to serve, don’t make fear her inheritance.’”