Arya knew she should have left it alone, just like Leonardo had warned her, but she couldn’t shake the guilt. Sitting back and doing nothing wasn’t an option. Too many lives were at stake.

Lima arrived, her face pale with worry. "I came as soon as I saw your call. Believe me, Arya, I had no idea about this war."

Arya raised an eyebrow. "Your mother is the madame. How could you not know she’s pulling girls from the convent?"

“I don’t live at the mansion anymore. I’m kept out of their business. Honestly, I have no clue how they operate. You have to believe me.”

Arya wasn’t convinced. “But...