lobs a punch over my shoulder to his brother’s forehead. “Don’t,” Wicker hisses, “wake her up. She went through a lot today.” “The Princess goes through a lot every day,” Lex replies quietly, “but what’s different is you asking about genetics and hereditary traits. Since when do you care about all that stuff?” There’s a long beat where I’m sure he’s not going to answer, but then he does. “What happened in the mausoleum. It was… intense.” “Torture and murder usually are,” comes Pace’s deep voice. “Even when we pretend like they’re not.”
