Mendac forced out a breath through his nose. If only she knew just how much better. As far as goodness, he was sure the gap between him and his son was oceanic. But that wasn’t what concerned him, for he didn’t care if he was a bad man. It was their power. How large was that gap? He had forced himself on a princess in hopes to one day discover that mystery.
Bryson has catastrophic power. Three, actually.
