Cael finds the broken crown just as the western towers fall quiet. Chapter 11 follows a choice that looks simple from a distance, but every small detail pushes the story toward a sharper risk.
The conversation around when the mask falls shifts the balance between trust and caution. The clues stay practical, the emotions rise slowly, and nobody in the room can claim to know the whole truth yet.
By the final page, Cael understands that waiting is no longer enough. The next step must be taken with clear eyes, because the past has already begun to answer.