Bab 529: Rebel in Disguise

RETH

Reth's hands tightened on the arms of his chair until his nails threatened to punch through the old leather.

His father would kill him if he did that.

"Thank you for bringing it up, brother. You are, as usual, as subtle as a jabberthorn."

Behryn snorted and a few of the males chuckled. But Reth didn't smile.

"Well?" Behryn asked a moment later, his eyes firm and glinting. Reth made a mental note to check in and make sure his brother was okay. It was unlike him to come to a meeting looking for a fight.

"I haven't decided yet. I'm open to advice. The one thing I do know is that the male has proven he was true in his intentions to bring the people to me, back to the rest of the Anima. I do not believe he deserves death."

"You dismiss death as a punishment for raising a rebellion? For splitting the Tree City to its roots? For attempting to kill you—and for almost killing me?"