A few days before, far away from the harsh splendor of Ravenheart, Sunny was looking at Cassie while hiding his emotions behind a polite smile.
"Oh, and by the way…"
Her tone was neutral.
"...Happy Birthday."
For a split second, his mask cracked.
Sunny's face did not move, but his gaze changed. For a short moment, his eyes were much deeper and darker than before — the lightless depth contained within them was much too vast, much too cold, and much too unfathomable to fit the image of a harmless shopkeeper.
He froze, a storm of emotions raging in his heart. For a second, Sunny was stunned, not knowing what to say.
The shadows stirred.
But then, he quickly composed himself.
"Why, thank you. But how did you know?"
