confession

Gideon had been well aware that Adette had come and challenged for a thrown that was not hers, and though once had been, would never be again. She was a fallen Queen and she was going to amount to nothing more than the pathetic shell she truly was. Gideon had not seen the end, only seen that she had deviated from her challenge. To be honest, it had been all the behemoth cared about, everything else was a mere matter of argument of of blatant disregard. Gideon had to admit, he harbored nothing more for the once in-law than hatred.

Still, there were questions to be answered, "her scent was washed clean even before i came to live here brother," reassurance was the only thing he needed to offer his kin, Chrysanthe had already asked for further detail, and to be clear, Gideon had no use in trying to pry out information that was going to be given. Gerhardt would tell him, regardless of if he wanted to or not. There was no price inexcusable for his brethren.