Chapter 4
Alice“Big?”
Alice cringed. Yeah, it was a terrible name. “I’ve been stressed. My creativity is a little lacking.”
“I have been called worse,” he said. “My name is Faris.”
“Owenfaris, fourth child of the Eternal House of—” the one called Kamron explained.
“Faris, only Faris now,” he said, speaking over Kamron.
“Faris,” she repeated. It was a good name. She smiled at him. His feathery quills flexed up. “I’m Alice Serrano.”
“Alice of many syllables. A prestigious name.”
“Serrano is the family name,” she explained. “Well, thank you.” She dug her hands into the coat pockets—his coat pockets. “For everything, really. Fixing this and getting me away from Randevere—”
“Just Rand,” Faris said. “He does not deserve the honor of three syllables.”
“Dishonest male,” Kamron spat. Alic
