She was the only other member of the family with a firm grasp of etiquette and great skill in dealing with backhand compliments.
Between her gorgeous emerald dress, the square neckline, and her feathered wings resting on her shoulders, men were too busy staring, and women too focused on not dying of envy to say a word.
"By the gods, you guys are so cool!" Leran said, prompting the approval of the rest of the kids, even the annoying, arrogant noble ones.
"I know." Aran said with an aloof voice while pretending to check his fingernails for dirt. "We Verhens are just built different."
He was leaning back on the massive figure of Onyx who wore a ribbon on her head to mark her as a female and a guest. Two black membranous wings rested on Aran's shoulders, but unlike Lith's, they weren't upside down.
"And so are we Proudhammers!" Leria pointed out while tapping her left foot in annoyance.
