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At this, he stopped shrieking Slowly, his hands moved away from his head and lowered at his sides Then even more slowly, his head raised fro with pain, met mine

He frowned deeply

"My… nephew?" he breathed

"Yes," I replied, nodding vigorously I was just relieved that he had stopped causing such a ruckus "Derek Novak is my father Sofia Claremont-Novak, h no sound caency in them His voice rose to a whisper "And where isfor her newborn Where the rest of our fa

His mouth formed a hard line, and then he fell into silence

The fact that Lucas didn’t think to ask about his father, Gregor--who had still been alive at the tirandfather had killed Lucas--said a lot about his feelings toward him

Lucas’ frown deepened and then, as if so his head again, but at least this ti tortured and confused

I’d never knownmalicious, vindictive, and terribly jealous of nized Lucas by his likeness to uessed that the lost, brokenbefore me noas him

Such bewilderment washed over his face that I couldn’t help but feel sorry for hi to snap him out of the daze he had fallen back into I wondered whether he could concentrate on any train of thought for more than a fewhave you been down here?"

He sed hard "I… I do not know," he replied after a long pause "Th-There are no calendars in Hell"

Hell Was it possible that he believed that this was actually Hell? That in all the time he must have spent here, he’d never discovered that this was all a hoax? No wonder he lost his ht by the fae, as I had

Again, I felt the urge to grip his shoulders hard and shake hiround hih to hiht?" I asked, gazing firmly into his eyes And what did he mean by his "son"? Is he aware of the existence of Jeramiah, after all? I wanted to flood hiile I needed to take this in baby steps

Lucas squinted at me "What?"