Third-person pov- Aislyn/Falyn
Falyn took a bite out of the sandwich in front of her, and tried her best not to acknowledge just how much she was in love with it. The meat was a different kind than she’d ever had before, thinner and more evenly sliced, while the bread and the cheese were of a completely different quality. She tried to examine all of the different flavors, wondering if she’d ever be able to make this herself once she got back home. “Falyn, I have a question for you, a very big, very important question,” Lucie said, turning her attention to Falyn.
Falyn lifted her head and stared at the beautiful woman in wonder, unsure until now why she’d been summoned as well. Her mother, and the task they gave her, made complete sense to her, but Falyn was only a fifteen-year-old girl
