“Noted,” Gordon said. He patted his hands against his legs then stood. “Well, what’s say we all meet for breakfast in the grand hall at half past seven?”
The rest of us arose from our assorted seats. Cereus nodded. “Daphne and I will explain the new developments to our parents beforehand. They rise every morning at six. Chance, you can sit that out.” He patted his younger brother on the back. “I know it might be hard for you to relive what happened a second time.”
“No,” Chance said firmly. “I’m not weak, Cereus. I’ll tell them what happened and I’ll do it alone. I don’t need you or Daphne to hold my hand.”
I raised my eyebrows. His response was kind of aggressive. But then who was I to judge Chance? I’d met his family; putting down the guy seemed to be part of their dynamic. Daphne and
