"Visit your sister in the dungeon sometimes." Damon drew his final circle, three in a row, defeating Gertrude.
"Despite how she is, she likes to see your faces around."
Ah.
This was what he chose to break the silence with?
Not a decree or a command, not even a reprimand for Gertrude's defeat. Just... a suggestion. A brotherly nudge toward the dungeon where their sister was currently incarcerated for the crime of threatening to burn down the established order.
To visit Angela.
The three siblings exchanged glances, and there were wide-eyed, slightly panicked glances of younger siblings who had just been asked to pet a fire dragon.
They weren't exactly sure about Damon yet, but Angela was scarier.
Somehow.
Even locked in a dungeon. Even stripped of her political power and her freedom of movement, Angela was still terrifying.
