Even Treyan couldn’t calm her pacing once she returned to their room.
Alex entered in such a fury that he was jostled from a sleep so deep, he grabbed his sword as though the palace was under attack.
“We need to do something about him, and soon. He has something planned, I know it.”
“Alex, you have to relax,” he urged as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
“He said he’s exactly where he wants to be…for what? Who says something like that while they’re locked in a dungeon cell?”
“My brother?”
“Case in point.”
Treyan walked to her and stood within her path, hoping to slow down her pacing. “Alex, please.”
His appearance before her seemed to surprise her, and it quickly snapped her out of her pacing rage.
“I told you not to go down there exactly for this reason. It’s not good for you. A
