Chapter 456 - 456: Lisa: Reformed Bratitude (II)


LISA

Thousands?

If Pip is right about the strength of their forces, something doesn't add up.

"If your rebellion is so vast and organized, how did they fail to evacuate Jericho's camp in time? How did they miss a massive attack?"

Her face falls. "I... I don't know. Communication breakdowns happen in war."

"Hmm. A convenient breakdown."

"It's not—" she starts.

"And how exactly did you get recruited? Royal princess, surrounded by guards and court protocol. How did the rebellion just waltz up to you?"

She fidgets with the chain on her wrist. "It was at the Summer Solstice Ball. A server slipped me a note while refilling my drink. Said to meet in the eastern garden if I wanted to save my father."

My skin prickles. Something's hinky. I've read plots like this, and they never go the way you think they're going to. It's always a way to foreshadow the twist later. "And you just... went? Alone? To meet a stranger based on a cryptic note?"

"I'm not stupid," she snaps. "I brought protection."

"Let me guess—they neutralized your protection."

Her silence confirms it.

"And instead of seeing that as a red flag, you decided to trust them?"


"They had proof!" she insists. "Photos of my father's advisors meeting with known New Order operatives. Documents showing policy changes that benefited the New Order. They knew things only insiders would know."

"Or things they orchestrated themselves," I mutter.

"What?"

My mind is racing. Something feels off about this entire setup.

"So this rebellion recruits a princess—a valuable intelligence asset—by threatening her father's safety, then neutralizes her protection, then convinces her to become a messenger between cells who conveniently don't know about each other?"

for security,"

do you know the messages you're

they have codes. Verification

only certain

"Yes, exactly."

"And these codes change

"Every fortnight."

gives you the new


"Corvus."

if Corvus were

"He's not. He's dedicated his life to

were, how would

opens, then

leadership team," she finally says, but her

you've

She doesn't answer.

my stomach. The fancy Rebellion with its cell structure, its mysterious leadership, its too-perfect intelligence on the New Order.

who works minimum wage jobs and lived a life

Really?

Come on.

using her nickname deliberately, "has anyone in your cell ever successfully


eyes dart to the side. "We're gathering intelligence

"For how long?"

"A... a few months."

the New Order gotten stronger

She swallows hard.

rebelled against anything? Or do you just move information around

tells me she's never considered

saved people," she whispers. "They've

they just relocated them? Have you ever seen these

for their safety. We aren't supposed to know… No. You're just trying to get information

scoots a little further back to maintain more distance between

flood her expression. Time to press my advantage. Even if I'm shooting in the dark, she doesn't

Lucas in here." I tap my fingers against the arm of the chair. "I'm sure our Alpha


squeak that escapes her throat is entirely involuntary, I'm sure. The purple-haired princess

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