Kael Ashenvale was currently sitting on a secret the size of Velkaris. But starting shit with his brother's wife's third mate while said brother sat four feet away was so stupid even Kael's legendary self-destruction said, 'Nah, I'm good.'
So he held his tongue. Regardless, there was zero chance that Brennan would be going anywhere near Guinevere. Kael would make sure of that.
"My Master Mage and Lux are working on it as well," Maddox said.
Nicholas gave a nod. "Good. The sooner we understand what's triggering the surges and her memory issues, the better."
Kael looked down at Guinevere. Her breathing was steady. Her temperature was insane. Her face was peaceful in a way that felt personally insulting given the amount of chaos she had distributed to every man currently touching her.
He pressed his lips to the top of her head.
Maddox's nostrils flared.
Nicholas didn't even blink.
