Damon's brow furrowed at my allegation, his eyes darkened dangerously the next second. "What are you talking about?" He growled.
"This is not the time to be growling Damon, what the fuck did you do to my mother?!" My voice came out in full fury.
His eyes widened, as if my words had struck something deep. "I did not lay a hand on your mother," Damon's tone was sharp, layered with disbelief. "Who told you such a thing?"
"Rhydian." I spat his name like venom. "He said you stormed into the palace and fought with my mother. That you nearly killed her." My hands were trembling, but I refused to let them see how much his denial affected me. "Why else would she be dying, Damon?"
Damon's jaw clenched, his nostrils flaring slightly. "Rhydian is lying." His words came out low, almost like a growl. "I would never harm her, Ember. I would never."
