"Stop." Tristan's foot paused mid-air a small distance away from Elias. Turning back around, he looked at Elias and saw him staring ahead with indifference. "I must ask one thing." Tristan raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, his fingers bouncing impatiently, waiting. "How did you know William was involved?"
"Is it not obvious?" Tristan rolled his eyes. "He approached me. I know he wanted to use me, or at least Annabell, to help further his plans, even if he used kind words. I will give one piece of advice. Whether you listen or not, I don't care anymore; it's doomed to fail anyway. Don't trust the fox. He is a sly fellow. After all, has he even told you his source?"
"Yes." Tristan's eyes widened in shock. "Did he not tell you?" With a small smirk, Elias shook his head.
"I can take a guess. Maybe be a good brother and make sure Matthew isn't tricked by his summon any more."
