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He hated that his brother had been born at all, let alone to a Fae. Damien had been at his mother’s bedside, the king’s first wife, when she died at the age of a hundred and seven. Three days later, Killian had been born by the king’s Fae mistress.
“You have beautiful eyes,” he remarked softly. “I have not seen anyone with eyes like yours in a long time.” “I’ve never met anyone with eyes like mine,” I replied honestly. My brows furrowed at how easily the words slipped out. “I would not expect you have,” Feron said.
Would the king or no one else in the palace not be suspicious of this? Does he not know about light Faes eyes? I guess at one point Keera thinks they're gold only mistakenly but surely someone else also knew this fact....
“I don’t know.” I put down my spoon. “As far as I remember, I have no parents. I have no memories before I was taken into the Order.”
“Friends are weaknesses a Blade cannot afford.”
I had been disappearing into darkness long before Riven brought his Shadow to life.
And since my hearing is just as good as yours, you should know that nothing is sneaking up on us while I’m awake.”