Chapter 469: A Raging Storm And An Icy Pool

"You must have done something to him. My Oberon would never become a traitor. What did you do to my son?! You let him get taken by the draconians, didn't you?" Rebecca's accusation, sharp and filled with the protective ferocity of a mother, cut through the silence.

She refused to give in to his demands when he was the reason her son was suffering.

Asher, unmoved by her vehemence, met her gaze with a cool detachment that belied the storm brewing beneath.

His scoff was a gust of wind that fanned the flames of her indignation, yet his voice, when it came, was the ice that sought to douse them, "You said my quarrel with him was settled after I supposedly put him in a coma for 3 years? Even if that were true, do you really think it would make up for the fact that he tortured me while I was just a helpless boy for more than ten years? You think I would let him off easy after all that?"