“I am Fae,” Sorin answered, not even hesitating at the revelation he’d kept a secret for the three years he’d been in these miserable lands. He was solely focused on the female before him. Female not woman. Because she was Fae, too, and apparently had no idea she was so. She had caught him off guard the first time he’d seen her with those icy blue eyes, her silver hair, and her scent of the sea and embers and jasmine…and something else he couldn’t place. It seemed almost muted.