Liora's breath caught, her fists curling. "What are you saying?"
Lucien's gaze darkened, but he didn't intervene. Rowan pushed himself off the wall, wincing from the pain, and took a slow step forward.
"You know your parents' deaths were no accident."
The words struck like a blade to her chest. Liora froze, eyes widening.
Her voice trembled. "What do you know about my parents?"
Rowan tilted his head, almost pitying. "Only that the same web that strangled them is the one wrapped around him"...he nodded at Lucien..."and now around you."
Lucien moved before she could demand more, his cloak whispering like shadow. He grabbed Rowan by the collar and slammed him back against the wall, steel in his eyes. "Not another word."
Rowan coughed, but his smirk didn't falter. "You can't keep her ignorant forever, Lucien. She's in this whether you like it or not. And the truth always cuts its way free."
