¬ FASHIRE
"May we ask what you mean by that?" another elder voiced.
I paused. There wasn't exactly any obligation to tell them everything or reveal the proper truth. If not for her ties with the Deceased lands I wouldn't have to reveal anything about this…
"If she isn't human, then what is she?" Dana directed a steely glare at me. "I didn't see anything out of the ordinary when I went to your castle."
I smiled. "Of course, it would all seem normal to you. I was nearly fooled myself." I leaned back in my seat and slouched. "She is from the Deceased lands."
I watched as multiple eyes widened in shock and a few other faces morph into visible distress.
"How come?" Dana breathed, her face twisted into a conflicting frown. "The—"
