Of course, Euyn doesn’t know that I’m Gayan. Or that his brother slaughtered my family when he put down the island’s rebellion nineteen years ago. He thinks I’m from Yusan, just like him. No one knows who I really am because I’ve lied my entire life—to Euyn most of all. At times I wonder if he’d love me the same if he knew the truth, but there are questions best left unasked.
