Jasper and Felix were both taken aback.
Even Karl blinked in confusion.
Still kneeling on the floor, he looked at Eira before turning his gaze toward his older brother.
Did he just witness the impossible?
Someone had actually dared to reject the Old Demon?
And that too so brutally?
He couldn't help but swallow.
But when he saw the calm ease on Dylan's face, Karl rubbed his eyes and looked again.
Was something wrong with his vision?
Or had his brother never been as terrifying as they had always believed?
Dylan, on the other hand, seemed completely unfazed.
He already knew what had upset his daughter.
Sliding one hand into the pocket of his dress pants, he spoke again.
"Are you sure you don't want to know?"
His words were vague.
Neither Felix nor Jasper understood what he meant.
But Eira …
She moved.
Slowly, she lifted her head and turned in Felix's arms to look back at her father.
Her eyes were still wet with the tears she had shed earlier.
