120 ※ To Preserve His Sanity [VII]

MY COUSIN WAS APPREHENSIVE AS he stared at me, it was apparent. "A void of darkness and death?" He gulped, looking sick. "Let me guess, my dad and Ryan will die first, and I'll die later?"

I gave him an empathic smile but said nothing, which was enough for him. He bit his lip that began to tremble and I saw as his eyes got watery—his breathing was unsteady.

"Was it caused by one of my uncles?" Technically, yes.

"They ordered it, and the King's bastard did it," when he heard that, he scoffed.

Looking from his hands to my eyes, I saw the burning anger in them. "I've suspected that the asshole who was always around us, was actually that fucker's bastard. But I wasn't sure, after all, suggesting such a thing about my uncle would be an offense to Lucas, his husband!" He chuckled sarcastically, "It's Levi, isn't it?"

So, he knows! "Yes."