She glared at her incompetent informants because their silence spoke volumes about lies. Zane moved to speak but she cut them off with a look shifted her gaze toward Quaahir.
"Why does he have it?" she asked. She was desperate for some answer. Why would Maleek need a weapon against her? A weapon designed with the sole purpose to harm her kind.
"It *cleared throat* he wanted to help you. To ease you into everything. He said he would use it to…"
She cut the prince off and finished his sentence; "He used it to give me my dream life."
Now it was their turn to look at her with a question in their eyes.
"He didn't tell you?" she asked and bit her lip. Quaahir walked up to her and placed his hand on her shoulder and tried to reassure her. She signed and clenched her jaw and shook off his hand.
