Delilah watched as Barrack and Brogan were embraced by their parents. She smiled back at Lesann as the woman wiped at the tears on her face. A startled laugh escaped her when she was lifted up off her feet by a tall young man. She shook her head at Brogan and Barrack when they turned and growled at him.
“You can’t kill me; Father and Mother would be mad at you,” the young warrior said with a grin.
“…You must be Merck…our brother,” Barrack said, his eyes running over the younger warrior.
“I heard you got your ass kicked,” Brogan added.
Merck flushed and shrugged. “Yes, and I deserved it,” he admitted, looking at Delilah. “I’m glad they found you.”
“Me, too,” she said, curious about the sadness she could see in Merck’s eyes.
“Come, there is so much you must tell us,” Bane said. “My son
