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Gia forced her face to remain impassive as Salvador Delavordo tried not to hyperventilate.
“You didn’t give yourself away just now,” she assured him. “I knew who you were from the start—well, almost. Once I realized you were human, I recognized you. You don’t look like either of your parents, but you have a number of the Delavordo family features.”
Although none had been combined in such a pleasing conformation before, she thought.
Salvador swallowed heavily. “I do?” he asked, unconsciously leaning away.
“The one you most closely resemble is Thiago.”
That black witch had gone down fighting, but Serin had been able to deal with him with her usual dispassionate efficiency. If Gia had been the one sent after him, she would have been tempted to draw it out. Thiago had done a lot of da
