Chapter Two Hundred And Nine: He Needs That Prophecy

"I think you were too lenient on Raphael," Gideon told Asher as he prepared for school.

Raphael laughed inwardly, of course, he had to be lenient else it would seem suspicious, his dear brother was too merciful - weak and pathetic.

"How so?" He assumed Asher's calm posture.

" I haven't even met sister-in-law, yet that fox schemed to steal your mate, shouldn't you have been harsher on his punishment? " Gideon asked him.

Raphael focused his green orbs on Gideon with blazing intensity, the way his brother would in this situation - Gosh! It was so easy mimicking Asher and did he forget to add it was fun.

"My father stole Ezekiel's mate yet he pardoned him and I wouldn't condemn Raphael for coming for revenge- I would do the same in his shoes"

Yolk, his little brother was such a goody-two-shoes.