“Why a century?”
“Pardon?” Zoran glanced up from the book he was reading to look at Scott, who was also reading—or had been, until a moment ago when he’d asked his question.
“Why do you create just one Child each century?”
“It’s only common sense. We don’t want the world overrun with our kind. Too many of us, and the humans would learn of our existence. If you’ve seen any movies, or read any books on the subject, you know what would happen then.”
Scott studied him for a moment. “A logical reason, but not the real one.”
Zoran arched an eyebrow. “Are you doubting my word?”
“Honestly, yes. It might be part of the reason, I suppose, but not all of it. It’s more personal than that.” Scott came over, kneeling in front of him, his gaze filled with concern.
Zoran looked down at him, pressin
