Chapter 27

Kaelia

Torin was about to raise his voice again, his jaw tight, that familiar look of indignation burning in his eyes when Giselle gently reached out and placed a hand on his arm. “It doesn’t matter, brother,” she said softly, her tone calm and almost angelic.

Torin blinked at her, startled. “But—”

She shook her head again, her expression composed yet filled with that sickeningly gentleness she