"What?" Amren blurted, nearly spilling the wine he was pouring for himself in the process. "But we received wedding announcements along with the notice that Marquis Bors had fallen… You're saying that none of that was true?"
"No, not exactly," Dylan said. "Truth mixed with lies and served up as a palatable stew. Bors died, likely due to the poison Owian fed him. Spider Demon Venom, I'm told," he said. "Vile enough to drive Bors mad before his body succumbed to the toxin. In his madness, he handed Jocelynn over to the Inquisition, executed some of his most loyal retainers…"
"Jocelynn's cousin, Eleanor, on the Blackwell side, died in the Inquisition's hands," Dylan added, sighing heavily and taking a deep drink of the fragrant red wine. "It sounds like Bors intended to name Loman as his heir and Owain didn't take kindly to any of it."
