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Aht as Cassian returned, a bottle in each hand, and cringed Amren said to my sister, "You’re a real piece of work"

Nesta’s eyes flicked up A her like a cat with a new, interesting toy

Nesta only said, "Why do your eyes glow?"

Little curiosity--just a blunt need for explanation

And no fear None

Aled her head "You know, none of these busybodies have ever askednot to look too concerned As was I

Nesta only waited

Alow because it was the one part of limpse into what lurks beneath"

"And what is beneath?"

None of the others spoke Or even moved Lucien, still by the , had turned the color of fresh paper

Aoblet, her red-tinted nail gleaht as the blood inside "They never dared ask me that, either"

"Why"

"Because it is not polite to ask--and they are afraid"

Amren held Nesta’s stare, and my sister did not balk Did not flinch

"We are the sa Through the bond, I wasn’t sure Rhys was, either

"Not in flesh, not in the thing that prowls beneath our skin and bones …" Airl" Amren nodded, more to herself than anyone "You did not fit--the mold that they shoved you into The path you were born upon and forced to walk You tried, and yet you did not, could not, fit And then the path changed" A little nod "I knohat it is to be that way I reo as it was"

Nesta had mastered the Fae’s preternatural stillness far more quickly than I had And she sat there for a few heartbeats, sie, delicate fe the words, the power that radiated from Amren … And then Nestaabout"

Amren’s red lips parted in a wide, serpentine sirl, make sure it is felt across worlds"

A shiver slithered downdrama lessons at the theater down the street frolare "Ithe seat tobefore you make us lose our appetites"