Triton sat at his desk. The contents of Maria's letter was still heavy in his heart. He leaned back, dragging a hand over his hair. He should write to her, or ride to see her himself. He couldn't keep sitting at one spot, paralyzed by indecision.
She had never appeared to him as one to lie. Still doubt lingered. "Was this the truth or her way of pinning another man's child on me?"
A knock at the door cut through his thoughts.
"Enter."
A man entered, bowing first before facing Triton. "Alpha, news just came from the borders. Two bodies were found washed ashore. They've been recognized as men of Veilwood."
Triton sat forward and his brows knitted into a frown. "From Veilwood?"
"Yes Alpha. Their ship is nowhere to be found. There's no sign of wreckage, only the dead men."
Triton rose to his feet and exhaled deeply.
"Prepare the bodies. We'll return them to Veilwood for a proper burial."
