“Maybe,” I murmur. “But I’m not ready to forgive him.”
“Did you know that Bella’s father approached him as a prospective mate for her?” Harriet asks. “His uncle agreed to it, but Derrick refused. Bella was furious. She went to confront him. She was nasty to him. He told her that she had used him and cost him everything. He said cruel things to her. She left his room in tears. His uncle has disowned him as a result. Derrick is leaving the castle. I think he plans to go fight as a mercenary.”
My chest tightens, and I look away from her. “Why are you telling me all this, Harriet?”
Her voice is soft. “He’s your best friend, Cedric. He would cut off his right arm for you if you asked him to. He is not to blame for what happened to Leanna. He’s stricken with guilt, Cedric. Make up with him.”
