“How long will it take him to realize where you have gone?” “I imagine he already knows I have left, but he will never suspect I came here.” “Why not?” “He still believes I love him.” Sorcha leaned forward, steepled her fingers, and pressed them against her lips. “Did you ever?” “Love him? No.” It was a shame. Sorcha had seen how attached Fionn was to the beautiful faerie. Though it hadn’t seemed possible, he was gentle with his consort. Almost kind. Elva saw the emotions flicker across Sorcha’s face. “It is true, he loves me.” “How is that possible?” “Did you think him incapable of it? He is
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