Oddly, Thorold looked absolutely thrilled.
Saeris eyed him like one might a suspicious potion. “What’s so amusing?”
“Strange to hear you laugh, old man,” Samkiel drawled, reclining like a bored cat.
Thorold’s grin vanished. “This old man laughs because I get to witness something truly magnificent in my lifetime,” he huffed, affronted. “You’d do well to show more respect to your elders, Sam.”
"Forgive me if I don’t fall to my knees in reverence.” Samkiel tipped his head toward her. “But Binders—we’ve covered that. What does it mean for her?”
Yes. That.
She’d been trying not to think about the worst-case scenario … what it meant if a Binder had been behind it. That Gemma had employed one…
Thorold's expression sobered. “Well… uh, nothing. As much as I could fathom, Binders don't exi
