Swiftcurrent Creek pearls

If he had realized this was a final conversation he would have with the man before him he might have tried harder to bring reason to the forefront—or, at the very least, discuss further the lineage of the Mayfair’s.

Instead, he was left with his rumination—haunting thoughts of what Lasher, a man he had never met but only had ever heard great things of—had possibly done… or to accept the fact that his cousin was mad.

Neither seemed a decent option.