I stared at him, stunned.
The moon was shrouded behind the clouds, enveloping the world beneath in a murky shadow. He lowered his gaze as if afraid to meet mine, his figure a dark, lonely silhouette against the wavering light.
I had never imagined that someone as strong and powerful as him could look … so vulnerable. What was he afraid of? What could I possibly do to him if I learned the truth?
He reached forward and unsheathed one of the swords on my belt, running his thumb over the blade. The cold steel glinted faintly. "Twin Stars has been with me since before I became immortal," he said. "It came into my possession by chance."
I held my breath. So he had finally decided to tell me.
