Adrian didn't need a moment to understand the man's words, and while he was startled, the emotion barely played on his face. He'd known the Wilkes for a very, very long time, and it would be a lie to say that their hadn't been whispers or rumors of foul play behind their walls. He would always be the first to shoot down such things, because of his deep love for Daniella; but even as her husband for almost two years, he could not force himself to disbelieve such a statement.
He breathed in deeply through his nose, his fingers rapping against the table for a moment. Adrian's gaze never left Grayson, and he blinked slowly as his thoughts caught up with him. Adrian held much rank over the other man in the Dark Lord's army, as much as Grayson liked to think other wise. He had nearly a decade more in his service, and while he rarely had to assert his rank with those he trusted, right now it seemed absolutely necessary.
If he didn't need Grayson at this moment, he would have killed him on the spot.
"You are to leave now," Adrian stated in staccato. "You're not to come to our home or visit Edmund until invited," Daniella, he could unfortunately not put such restrictions on, at least until he could convince her that they were for the better. Which, he would make sure he did. "Is that understood?"
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