When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
Stella did not the ability to read minds to know what Cyneah was planning. She had seen the look on the latter's face countless times in the past— whether it was reflected on Caelan's or the mirror she was looking at.
For this reason, Stella was aware that Cyneah planned to leave the security of the Tower of Conclave.
Others might automatically think Cyneah's plan was to use herself as bait to save Kyran. After all, she already heard from Stella that the enemy boss had ordered her capture long before the empire's situation escalated. Since Cyneah cared a lot about Kyran she would definitely not hesitate to sacrifice herself if it would mean he would be saved.
However, it was precisely because Cyneah cared a lot about Kyran that Stella was convinced the former would never sacrifice herself.