"Stonehowl put silver cuffs on my mate. Gagged her. Held a blade to her throat. Dragged her by her hair. Threatened to scar her face eleven times. Then killed me."
Nicholas delivered each item as a nail in a coffin Tharos didn't know was being built.
"Permission to not stop you, Alpha," Reed said. "Damon agreed with Renwick's justification. Stonehowl was working with Dark Fae, which means we have a mole."
His eyes moved to Guinevere, as if he just remembered Renwick was her father. He gave her a respectful nod.
Guinevere wanted to ask him if her father said anything after she vanished. If the situation was salvageable or if her father would look at her as a ruined asset that cost him seven hundred and fifty million gold and a dragon alliance.
She didn't. He wasn't her Gamma. Nicholas was getting debriefed. And if her father wanted to see her, Reed would have opened with, 'you should find your father' or something of that sort.
None of the above happened.
