FINN
My father immediately moved to stand between us, bowing politely in acknowledgment of Kael's presence, something I didn't bother with. What was the worst that could happen to me now that hadn't already? Four years in a dungeon had stripped away any fear I once had of him.
The tension in the room thickened instantly, heavy enough to cut with a knife as we stared each other down. Nyx stirred restlessly inside me, growling low with annoyance. He hated Kael, and I hated him more.
"Maya is not here," I said finally, breaking the silence as I began stacking the files in front of me, never breaking eye contact.
"I didn't come to see her," Kael replied calmly. He drew out one of the chairs opposite me and settled into it, crossing his legs before giving me a pointed stare.
"Then did you
