"Mathew," Silius said quietly, breaking the silence that had settled over the room."Hmm?" Mathew glanced up from whatever he'd been reading, distracted."Will you get mad at me if I ask you something?""No," he said, setting the papers aside, giving her his full attention now. "What is it?""How can you be so sure that Micheal wouldn't go after Mile?"Mathew's expression shifted, something guarded settling behind his eyes. "I told you not to—""I know," Silius cut in gently, "but I can't help worrying about him, okay?"Mathew sighed a long, tired sound, the kind that carried more patience in it than irritation. He reached over and took Silius's hand, holding it loosely between both of his own."First of all," he said, "they're going to some village or something, far away.""And secondly," he continued, "with Dan there, Micheal won't openly go after Mile. He knows exactly what Dan would do if he tried." A faint, humorless smile crossed his face. "Honestly, Dan's the main reason Miche
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