"I visited the Defence Base earlier. Your bastard of a brother is the only recognised Pendragon there.” Valiant seethed with rage that coloured his skin.
"Did you ask about me?" I uncrossed my legs, standing.
I had not set eyes on him in years but the first thing I heard from his mouth was a complaint. The long flight to the seclusion he lived in made my eyes droop in sleep but he wanted to talk. I walked around to clear the sleep from my eyes.
He turned to me with the fury of a thousand dragons. I yawned. A vein ticked at the side of his neck, his fists tight at his sides.
"Why?" The heat of his gaze could melt ice.
"I am recognized there." As a matter of fact, I served some time with my brethren but the task took away my sleep and I had come up with better war plans as a baby d
