She glanced up at him a moment, giving him a small frown, then back down at her hand. "You knew it. You backed him up on it even. I just... I can't figure out why." How could Tragos have decided to lie about something so inconsequential? Would she have broken it off before it started, if she knew? "I had to find out how old he was when I was looking at him in the funeral home. Do you know how that feels?"
The last sentence was barely above a whisper, speaking more to the spirit of Tragos than to Kaden. But Kaden should know. He knew Tragos- Ronan- better than anyone else alive. Kaden could answer where Tragos could not.