Chapter 23: The Twelve Arms of Albion, Black Box
The room fell quiet.
Elias and Liora exchanged glances.
Neither of them responded at first.
Because from Adrian’s point of view, Frank wasn’t capable of something like this.
He wasn’t just an older brother. He was the brother.
The one who had raised him, trained with him, watched over him.
If there was any family Adrian trusted, it was Frank.
But Elias and Liora had seen something different.
They’d noticed the changes over time—the way Frank’s smile started to fade when Adrian’s talents became undeniable. How his demeanor shifted, how his support became distant, then conditional.
Frank was untalented, especially considering he was a Daelthorn.
It led him to be neglected by the house, and he felt inadequate.