Chapter 7When Gerulf opened the door, grumbling, “Perfect timing, not,” Cailean saw a male he recognized as his brother Radulf standing there.
“May I come in?” Radulf asked shyly.
“Of course,” Gerulf and Cailean replied as one.
“I heard what happened. Father told me.” Radulf said when he was inside. “How Faolán could…” He shook his head. “I always knew he was a bastard but there was nothing I could do about it.”
“There was nothing anyone could have done about it,” Gerulf replied, gesturing to the sofa and chairs. When they were seated, he continued. “Anyone but your father, that is, and either he didn’t see it or he didn’t want to believe Faolán could be so evil until it was too late.”
“He did in time,” Cailean pointed out. “From what he said, anyway.” He almost told Radulf what Ulfri
