"I agreed to present as male and what that would entail in order to marry Elua. And I agreed to work my hardest to be the heir of this cycle. I did not once agree to target the Goltbreds in the way that has been done by you recently."
"No. You didn't."
The admission came out without argument as Anper looked around the table at his fellow conspirators. Men who had been already been distancing themselves from him as the investigation closed in. Some had actually 'aided' in the investigation itself, though he hadn't figured out which ones.
"Your fiancee saw through your falsehood immediately, according to what she told me at the wedding. Choose to support the deception along with you instead of exposing it to her parents."
A sneer formed on his face when he turned back to her. Thinking of all the times he felt helpless without anyone believing him. About them finally getting clues firsthand but still not being in tune about the level of her threat to the goal.
