Whispers of the Unseen War

Previously

…Eleanor’s breath hitched. She looked at the decoded messages spread across her desk, at the chilling directives of a hidden hand shaping world events. And then she looked at Arthur Pendelton, this stranger who spoke of unseen wars and scribes still at work, and a terrifying realization dawned. She was no longer just a historian uncovering a forgotten past. She had stumbled into a present, active conflict. And by unlocking these messages, she had just painted a target on her own back. The whispers of the unseen war had just found a voice, and that voice was her own.