Maloren didn't wait for either of them to respond.
The smile that crossed his face was crooked, overly confident, and far too satisfied not to be offensive.
"I knew there was something strange between the two of you," he murmured, a poisonous glint in his eyes.
Seirion frowned slightly.
He didn't understand what Maloren meant, and that lack of clarity tightened his chest with discomfort. He was being accused of something he didn't even understand, and the mix of confusion and offense irritated him deeply.
Maloren's mocking smile widened, as if he had been waiting for exactly that reaction.
"I've suspected it for a long time, but today… today I've confirmed it."
Lenna frowned.
Seirion narrowed his eyes. A bad premonition crawled down his spine.
"What are you talking about?" Seirion asked.
Maloren looked straight at him.
