Neverwinter Forest ah, shit— you left the door unlocked!

my mom's name is stephanie st. clair, mathieu looked toward the ground, but her apodo is queenie. everyone called her queenie back at home, just like they called him el princípe. given names weren't often used at the consortium, and for obvious reasons. 

mathieu looked back up at mal. his voice was soft, almost afraid to form the words sitting at the tip of his tongue. and her dad, i don't know his real name, but we call him grandfather. his kids call him daddy bruce. the mastermind behind it all. if nothing else, matty had to give the old man credit for building their enterprise.

without waiting for a response, he continued: she's got two brothers. my uncle baby and romeo, plus a bunch of new ones who she's never met. queenie forgot about family much easier than mathieu ever could, but he figured that was thanks to his father's genes. whoever that guy was.

mathieu shrugged his shoulders, waiting for mal to either confirm or deny.