I let the boys leave, waiting until the door closed behind them before turning to Gram and Piers. Sassafras shifted from his perch on the table and into my lap, paws resting on my forearm as he faced off with the two remaining sorcerers. I was glad Demetrius left with the Zornovs and Simon, not only because that meant the three would have some supervision, but I wanted to ask Gram more about how far she believed Demetrius would go for revenge and if it might be an issue we had to add to the mix.
But she was already on to me before I could ask. "He'll be fine," she said, flicking her fingers at me. "Sorry to worry you."
I tapped my own fingertips on the tabletop in answer to her dismissal. "You know I love Demetrius," I said. "But if there's potential for a problem here, Gram, I need to know about it."
"He won't put the boy in danger," she said, heat and barbs in her words.
"I never said he would," I said. "You're the one who suggested it."