AEMIN
She laughs.
It's a beautiful laugh. But it makes me more terrified than I would've been if she'd rather held me by my throat with a knife.
Her eyes turn to me again.
"When did you notice?"
"Last time," I say, trying to keep my voice steady under her penetrating gaze. "I saw your ears. And you just kept calling me human. I would've caught on sooner or later, honestly."
"So why tell me, Aemin?"
My eyes flash up. She'd told me her name the first time we'd met, but I'd never told her mine.
"How..."
"Why let me know? There must be a reason, no?" She asks, undoing her hood from her head. Her blonde hair spills behind her shoulders, in an icy curtain of silk.
Arlen smiles.
"What can I do for you?"
God, she'd read me like a book.
"I...so my sister." I start, feeling weirdly ner
