It’s my fault.’ Arion could see tears in his brother’s eyes, and he sensed that this was the first time that Gerrion had been able to share any of these feelings. ‘Surely that’s not your fault, then, Gerrion? From what you’ve said, all you were trying to do was the right thing?’ ‘I was. Honestly, I was.’ Gerrion was staring down at his desk, his hands trembling, his usual calm now definitely broken.

