Mara
“Stop Looking at Mara. Leave her out of this,” Darian snapped, his voice like steel. “She already knows everything. Everyone at this table knows everything. So drop the act, Mother.”
Martha’s mouth twitched, but she said nothing.
“Where is he?” Darian pressed. “Where was the child buried, if there even was a child? I know you’re hiding something.”
He leaned forward, fury simmering in his eyes.
“We asked around in Goldenpeak, about you and Alaric. No one had anything good to say. Did you really go stay with your late sister? Or was that another one of your stories?”
Martha flinched.
“I know Grandpa and Grandma are lying for you. Whatever you did, you saved them from poverty. They’ll cover for you till their last breath, but it won’t save you.”
He let out a bitter laugh.
“You s
