“Gabriellis. I assume you’ve got a reasonable explanation for inviting us after the meeting already began.” Sloth’s ice-blue stare seemed to pierce me as it slowly drifted over the room. Unlike Greed, he said nothing incendiary; he simply raised a pale brow, waiting. I ignored them both, shifting my focus to Val. “Where’s Pride?” “He sent his regrets, Your Highness.” Silence descended. I counted until the urge to invade my brother’s gilded castle passed.
