"Is anything I'm going to say truly going to help, father?" Guilian sighed, knowing that he was damned either way.
He took a swallow of his drink, and let his hands mess up his curls as he thought of a way to explain things to his father. "I ... Cass told you, didn't he?" He already knew as much. Cass said so.
"I had no other choice." It sounded lame, but well, it truly was the truth. "It was just a business deal."