Anna's POV:

I tell her everything, and I don't soften any of it.

I give her Leo — the extortion, the photographs he carried into my hospital room, the fire he set in our parents' house while I lay in critical care. I give her the elders, the tribunal, the exile. I give her the boundary line he tried to run, and the fact that he didn't clear it.

"He's dead, Mary."

Her good hand goes still on the blanket.

"Dead," she ...