Eyeing my cousin, I realized he’d grown soft. Laxity was a major issue for Locke men. They were gifted sorcerers, but most of them refused to take it to the extreme—or they wouldn’t embrace it at all.
Like my brother, Marsilius.
He was such a lightweight I questioned even his sexuality. At the moment, he was sulking in his room. Mars, as we called him, was Father’s greatest mistake. He was allowed to live with his human mom, but Father saved me. He saw my value and ripped me from my mother’s arms before she could ruin me.
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