Jorick's face stayed neutral and he said loudly, "She intended to kill anyone who wouldn't follow her, and then she would join Traven's attack on The Guild."
At his words, Traven stepped away from the blonde vampiress and held up a hand to silence Fabian's roar of anger. "I had nothing to do with her plan. I merely relayed the information that the Executioners had taken Oren, and that I thought his coven would fall to his sister."
Fabian interrupted furiously, "No, it would have fallen to me! I'm next in line!"
"It doesn't matter who is in line, what matters is that Traven cannot keep his oaths." Oren narrowed his eyes at the elegant brunette. "If you wish to join with her, then do so and I release you from any false promises you made to us."
Traven sniffed and plucked at his velvet
