"It's not possible," Kieran said again, for what Eva guessed was the fifth time that morning, pacing the length of Alistair's study like the motion alone might shake loose an explanation. "My family has protected that chamber for three centuries. My grandmother made every heir swear an oath before they were told it existed at all. I wasn't even told the location until I was twenty-five."
"And yet Julian walked in behind us within an hour of our arrival," Alistair said, seated at his desk with the scorched ring turning slowly between his fingers, the way it seemed to whenever his mind was working through something he didn't like. "Which means either someone told him, or he already knew, and simply waited for a reason worth revealing that he did."
"You think someone in my bloodline betraye
