“Zanna as in Rosa? As in Cana Rosa’s sister?” I ask when the memory of a faery with hypnotic eyes and a charming smile graces my mind. Zanna nods but a wary look enters her eyes before I remember she may not know me much beyond my name. “Sorry, I think my mom knew your little sister. The one she saved from my aunt?” Twice. I phrase it as a question and see how Zanna’s eyes light up when I do. “I’m glad you’ve both been reunited with one another. To lose a sibling is nothing I’d wish on anyone.” I keep a sincere tone and see Zanna’s fleeting smile before she turns to leave. “Wait, don’t go.”
“My debt to your family is repaid Kalliope, what reason would I have to stay?” She sounds confused but I don’t deter from my original plan. “Can - or should I say will - you give me another reason to c
