The Spy's Confession
"Now… I have nowhere left to run."
The silence after that was strained. Weighty.
Nova narrowed her eyes, then shook her head and refocused on the scene. Her stance changed—a slight straightening of her back, fingers closing as she thought.
Her tone was stronger now.
"How much did you assist the Vellore Kingdom?" she asked.
A flash of guilt crossed Natasha's face. She paused, then looked at Leon who stood with unflinching but little cold stare.
Natasha's voice shook, but the words came out.
"I provided them with military codes. Strategic positions. Vulnerable points near the western and eastern border."
Leon's eyebrow flicked.
Nova's jaw was clenched. "Go on," Nova said.
Natasha swallowed hard, not meeting Leon's eyes.
