Forty: The Given Forgiveness

Master bedroom

Lucian's pov

"Is there anything else you'd like to do, brother?"

Claus stared at me with longing, our time to finally part again is getting near.

"There is something I wish to confess. It is about Yra."

My eyes widened, ever since my beloved died he never spoke her name again. I knew he did not like Yra because she was a peasant but Claus had been mum about it.

"Whatever is it?" I asked him.

"She did not elope with another man. That is something Letecia made you believe."

I scoffed, "I already know she did not, she died, hadn't she? If she did eloped with someone else she may have lived."

Claus sighed, "She loved you Galbraith, truly she did."

"And how do you know this?"

"I was there the day she died."

My heart stopped. I knew it did. What was Claus talking about? He was not at the manor that day but he usually was away, mostly with the servants or at the town. Surely, his dislike for Yra was not enough to have led him to kill her?

"Did you—"