Elena threw the document onto Garrick's desk hard enough to scatter the papers already sitting there.
"Explain this," she said.
Garrick glanced down at it, and for a fraction of a second, something flickered across his face before he composed himself into practiced calm. "Where did you find this?"
"That does not matter. What matters is that it bears my father's seal, hidden in your private chest, cut from a genealogy record you clearly did not want anyone to find."
"It is a forgery," Garrick said smoothly, sliding the page back toward her. "A convincing one, I admit, likely produced by that woman who arrived at our gates making wild claims about bloodlines. I would be careful trusting anything connected to her word, Elena. She has manipulated Logan into believing whatever suits her pur
