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She looked shrewdly at her sister when she spoke, as if taking the measure of Heda’s words. Her gaze soon flicked back to Glaukos, coolly awaiting an explanation. First, he told her where he’d been staying. Then he reminded her of his upbringing, something he’d shared with her before. Her eyes narrowed. Still, he did not answer her question.

She scoffed at his own, quickly saying, You proved yourself a threat to those who called Rivenwood home by attacking Etienne and Anselm unprovoked when they were only here to help.

She replayed his words in her head, particularly the bit about growing up without a father. Her hackles prickled. Was Glaukos implying what she thought he was implying—that somehow his absence would have an incontrovertible and negative impact on Kikimora and the others?

Druid looked at her daughter, noting her discomfort. She frowned thoughtfully and bent to press her nose to her cheek. She thought she felt the Butternut trembling, though she couldn’t be sure. She looked up again, eyes flashing now at Glaukos. Trusting Heda to continue safeguarding her daughter, she took a step toward him.

You hunted and you guarded. I’ll give you that. But you never supported me in the ways that truly mattered, the ways I really needed. You are the most emotionally unavailable person I’ve ever met. You didn’t love either one of us, she said, motioning between herself and Heda, and you certainly didn’t love any of them. So I ask you again: what are you doing here, Glaukos?