Normal...if you weren't looking at the two curved horns at his forehead, or those strange amber eyes. Things could be much worse.
"You're very close to you sister."
"Yes. Her name is Helena."
"Tell me more about her."
She complied happily. She loved to talk about her sister, her charm and beauty, her easy manners and gentle spirit.
She rambled on easily and he seemed interested to hear it, interjecting questions when appropriate. After a time he reached up and laid a hand on hers, the sensation sent a little lightning bolt up her arm and through her body, startling her.
"You care very much for her don't you."
"Yes," she said softly her eyes on the hand that covered hers.
"Was she the one you saved from me?"
She felt a stab in her stomach. At first she thought it might be fear, but
