“Might he have siblings?”
“That family was always prolific breeders. However, beyond telling me who had done this to him, he wasn’t well enough to answer questions.”
“Who was it, Brother?”
“Who do you think?”
“De Vivar? Oh, God, I should have let you crush his talisman.”
The Regeshrugged. “Where is the vampyre who brought Daniel to us?”
“Here, your Majesty.”
Rhiannon swallowed, choked on the blood again, and shrank in on herself. There were times when de Vivar scared her. He was older and more powerful and she wasn’t a fool, but she’d never been this scared.
The Regestared at her so stonily that whatever blood was in her veins ran cold.
“You attempted to manipulate a sabor?”
How the fuck did he know that? And what could she say? “De Vivar told me to?” She licked her lips and kept quiet.
“The only reason why I’m not destroying your talisman as we speak is because you brought the saboreseto me.”
Why did they keep calling the normal that? “Who is he? Whatis he?”