The walk to Maddox's chambers was the longest corridor of Guinevere Lunaris's life and the competition for that title had been Olympic.
Maddox had his arm around her with a grip that said he was not letting go.
Kael was behind her. She could feel his gaze on the back of her head like a sunburn.
Her father said her brother was dead. Was that because of Kael?
Her eyes drifted to Kael for one second. The timeline was right there and the question forming behind it was ugly and she didn't want to ask it and she definitely didn't want the answer.
Did Kael kill her brother?
She hoped not. She genuinely, desperately hoped not. Because if Kael killed Cassian, then the man walking behind her had murdered her brother while she slept, and she would have to carry that alongside everything else and the pile was already taller than she was.
Kael opened his mouth.
She looked away.
