Ronald turned towards his half brother, a wry smile playing on his lips. "Is something wrong with saving my younger brother from danger—"
"Don't play games, Ronald! Let's not pretend like you're not the one who put us in danger in the first place." Lucian interjected sharply, clearly not in the mood to entertain Ronald's trickery and manipulations. His voice was low, but the anger in his tone was unmistakable. Ronald's smirk faltered slightly, though he quickly masked it with a casual shrug.
"True," Ronald admitted, his tone unapologetic. "But things have changed. Edmund has lost his mind, and if I didn't step in, you two would be dead by morning."
