Kael
Because every answer Drake gave seemed to reveal another version of him I hadn’t known existed.
The thought lingered longer than it should have.
Long enough that I became aware of the silence around us.
Long enough that I realized nobody was talking.
Long enough that I noticed Jones wasn’t looking at Drake anymore.
He was looking at me.
The rest of the team was too.
Waiting.
The realization hit me like a slap.
For a second, embarrassment crawled up the back of my neck.
Not because I’d been wrong about Drake.
Because I’d spent the last however long standing here like a pup hearing his first war story.
The thought was irritating enough to make me grimace.
What the hell was I doing?
I wasn’t some fresh recruit.
I wasn’t one of the younger guards still figuring out how to
