LERRIN
His words echoed in the stomach of the Great Tree, but Suhle's only answer was the hitch of her breath and tears falling in a new wave. It was the Lion King who answered him.
"She is good. The best female I know, bar my own Mate," Reth rumbled from across the room.
Lerrin lifted his gaze to stare down the Lion and the two did battle again—this time, a battle of minds and wills.
"She speaks true, Lerrin. Scent her for it. Whatever she told you, whatever motives she described, they were real."
The tiniest flare of hope lit in his chest as Lerrin looked down at her again, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled her gorgeous scent.
Her eyes widened and her fingers squeezed even harder on his arms. "Yes!" she said quickly, licking her lips. "Scent me true! I never lied to you. I never had any agenda that I did not describe!"
