Chapter 169: Mates and Fated Pairs

Adolph watched Basil leave. Nimue winced.

“I… would like a moment to speak with my wife,” Adolph said slowly.

Nimue nodded, “I’ll… go after him.”

She left wincing. That had been a fucking disaster if she’d ever seen one. As she exited the room, she followed the trembling confusion, fear, and anger down the hall and around the corner. The thing about magical compatibility between fated matches was that it worked like a homing beacon. She found him in a parlor sitting on the couch with his head in his hand.

He lifted his head and shot to his feet as she entered.

“You—You can’t just say things like that!” Basil said, “You can’t just accuse her if you—You’re a healer! How would you know something like that anyway?”

Nimue watched him, his shoulders heaving as he held himself still.

“I am a healer,” she said. “But I am not just a healer. Sit down and calm yourself.”

“Look me in the eye and tell me the truth,” Basil said, glaring at her. “Tell me you know for sure my mother did it. Tell