Cain just stared at his brother and did not respond immediately. Nathan’s irritation and shocked disbelief grew with every tense second that past without an answer.
He asked again, “Did you just agree to kill the dragon? To kill Dalinda? Your chosen? The very woman you fought to save and almost met your own death in the process?” Nathan felt the need to elaborate in case his brother’s brain was miss firing and he wasn’t thinking very straight.
“I know exactly who Dalinda is,” Cain responded calmly.
Nathan shook his head and went to lower himself on the sofa like a man dead tired. He felt drained all the sudden and nothing was making sense. His brother’s behavior made absolutely no sense.
Then he remembered Cain had been drinking when he first walked in, correction Cain had
