Julian completely ignored Thorne and the others' questions and hostility, but when he faced his brother, he fell silent.
'He knew perfectly well that it was all thanks to Evangeline that Drake had managed to reforge his Star Pattern and ascend to the Nine-star Extreme Realm. They had spent enough time together to know what kind of person she was. The past no longer mattered.'
'To his brother, the female was paramount. Would he be willing to share her with another person? Especially when that person was his own brother.'
Julian didn't know. His talons tightened slightly, and more blood dripped from the Vulture's corpse.
Drake looked away, his golden-red eyes gazing at the bright, rising moon in the distance. "Lyra," he said softly, "she's wonderful. It's only natural that you like her. I'm not asking to stop you, but simply to understand your intentions."
A flicker of sadness crossed Julian's liquid-gold eyes. "I like her very much," he said softly, "but..."
