“No one would have been able to prove our involvement at all if you hadn’t called us in to abduct these people in plain view of the House of Remus,” Xanthe snapped back, not bothered by her brother’s temper.
“You used my House in a strike against another community without so much as my knowledge.”
“Had I succeeded, it would have protected you,” she insisted. “It would have made you look strong like the old Hercules was strong. You’re in a dangerous place. You’ve already spit on our traditions—”
The Hercules slammed his hand down on the table with a bang that nearly had me jumping out of my seat. I felt like a frightened rabbit ready to dart for any exit, if only we weren’t trapped here.
Sending a fierce glare towards his sister, the Hercules’ tone came out strained, barely controlled.
