There was nothing to truly prepare for when it came to leaving. Saying goodbye to Adanis was the only thing left to do but I wasn’t even sure that I should do that. Did I really even owe him that? After what he tried to do to Nixon? After everything that he had done in general to get where he was?
Technically, there was no proof, only speculation on Killian’s part concerning Adanis’s departed uncle Adanyr; still, I had every confidence that Killian’s reasons for the assumption was justifiable.
Nevertheless, part of me could not help but hold out an inkling of hope that he would not do something so cold to a man that Killian described as honorable.
I headed for the door of my room to leave when the door opened.
“Mina?!”
Adanis was urgent as he called my name. There was no doubt in my
