A few hours passed before Molly asked a few questions of her own.
"Who are you, really?"
A valid question, Anala had thought. Why had Molly not asked it earlier? Knowing she couldn't answer with the truth, no matter how much she liked and wanted to trust Molly as much as the girl had trusted them, she had deliberated, not knowing what to say.
Sensing her discomfort, Aro took the liberty of a diplomatic reply. "Residents of Atherton and frequenters of Court, though we are far from courtiers."
Molly stared, first at Aro; then Anala, working it out. Then her eyes widened in recognition.
Oh, feck. Found out.
Molly laughed, low and guttural. "Of course. I don't know why I didn't recognise you before, Ma'am. And I shall continue as if I haven't. You remain Selina deMaya and Evan deKama to
