I sailed a disapproving frown at my sister, goaded by the lingering smile on her face. “Strange. He makes the distinction as if step implies he isn’t a relation, at all.” She shrugged, fluffing the curls that fell into lazy ringlets over her shoulder. “No blood relation.”
A hint of incest. . .true to gothic tropes, there's of perceived attraction between Aleysia and her step uncle.
